| Originale | English version by Riccardo Venturi
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| MUḤEND-NNEƔ | OUR MOHAND |
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| Muḥend-nneɣ d afeḥli | Our Mohand is a superman, |
| Yemzel wezger yessekr-it | he resuscitated a slaughtered ox. |
| Lemluk sebɣen-t d lwali | The Angels say he is a saint, |
| Win i t-iɛuṣan yurez-it | if you disobey him, you get crippled. |
| Anda akka yella ufeḥli | But where the heck was this superman |
| Mi d-yewweḍ weɛdaw s asqif? | when the enemy came to our door? |
| Tendeh tmurt irkʷelli, | All the country cried and shouted, |
| "a sellaḥ sefḍet elḥif" | “O saints, get misfortune away!” |
| waqila lberḥan yeɣli | Maybe his power fell to ground |
| mi yebda ṛṛṣas yettiẓẓif. | when the balls began to rain. |
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| Muḥend-nneɣ d afeḥli | Our Mohand is a superman, |
| S wawal idurar knan | mountains kneel down at his words. |
| Iserreḥ abrid i tmuɣli | He got rid of all obstacles |
| Lkeɛba a t-walin lexwan | so to clear the sight on Mecca |
| Anda akka yella ufeḥli | But where the heck was this superman |
| Asmi runt tyemmatin | when the mothers shouted and cried |
| Wa yeṛṛez wa d imnejli | for the beaten, for the exiled, |
| Wa yenfa wa ddaw tmedlin | for the fugitives, for the dead |
| Ccix n teddart yeɣli | even the village shrine crashed |
| Wwint-et tḥemmalin. | and was swept away by flood. |
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| Ecc akkin err akkin | Shoo, away, go away, |
| S tlufa-k baɛd-iyi akkin! | away from me with your bad luck! |
