Remain immortal in our hearts your memory Abu Ammar, we all lived the revolution and will remain a symbol of revolution for wearing the scarf above and, hovering above the forehead has been plotting black and white and skip the words of my mountain is shaken by wind
You stood up for all of us! And created bonds of brotherhood, between us and them. We were allowed to feel love for your people! You were that people's father! And called it forth to fight, dignified and proud. You gave it faith and hope, and pointed to the embattled road. To achieve just goals, accepted in time by the world.
From the heart of his siege, he said: ' they want me either prisoners, or either a fugitive, or dead .. But I'm saying to 'them; a martyr, martyr, a martyr Yasser Arafat was the real leader of all real Palestinians ... All Palesitnians who love Palestine will never forget Yasser Arafat so let's all commemorate the martyrdom of President Yasser Arafat
There is a poem in this country, with some verses I would like to repeat to you. But words alone honour no one. We who are left must do more.
Death can flame like a cornfield;
Clearer than once we spy
Each life in that glowing anguish:
They are the best who die...
The world is rules by the living.
Never can be suppressed
The competent, indispensable
Host of the second-best.
The best are murdered in prisons,
Swept off by bullets and seas;
Not in their hands our future;
To die is enough for these.
So we build them shrines of our weakness,
The sense of our emptiness:
But this is to fail our greatest,
Betray them with vain distress.
They would live in our faith and courage;
They would not be mourned as dead;
Still flows in hearts of the fearless
The blood that the fallen shed.
To each of us here that knew them
More wealth than was theirs descends;
For children had these for fathers,
An men have had these for friends.
Increasing the life they yielded,
Their ghosts in new men survive.
Upon their graves shall be written –