For god’s sake, I kiss your hand Pasha, please do not write anything Sir, Pasha, for Allah’s sake do not write anything I swear Pasha, you are going you get me in trouble
and destroy my future and my children’s future They will all be in trouble Pasha We now have a mandate Sohagy We have lost our grip on this country and we need to bring it
under control again We will not return to what we were before We will make them regret the old days Our new approach is … severe traumatizing We’ll obliterate any bitch who opens his mouth We’ll tear him apart, him and his family Do you know where I get spending money! You no absolutely nothing about me Your wallet is always empty as if you are throwing your money
down the drain Every time I come close to you or say anything to you,
you swear and hit What a farce We had dreamed of saving the country and the people And now all we are dreaming of is saving ourselves and you know what, in this country neither education nor
vocation are of value. So what is? The military. This country is for the military.