Lyrics

Take your backpack and have fun
Let’s fly to anywhere
It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

I’m just saying goodbye
I can’t live normally

I’m just saying goodbye
I don’t need your money

I’m just saying goodbye
I don’t want your sadness

I’m just saying goodbye
Please keep stay away from me

Take a look around us
Blindness
But I will never give up

Take your back pack and have fun
Let’s fly to anywhere
It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

Take your back pack and have fun
Let’s fly to anywhere
It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

I’m just saying goodbye
لدي حلم أن يشرب كل طفل الماء النظيف يومًا ما

I’m just saying goodbye
لدي حلم أن يشرب كل طفل الماء النظيف يومًا ما

I’m just saying goodbye
لدي حلم أن يشرب كل طفل الماء النظيف يومًا ما

I’m just saying goodbye

Please keep stay away from me

Take your backpack and have fun
Let’s fly to anywhere
It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

Take your backpack and have fun
Let’s fly to anywhere
It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

Take your backpack and have fun
Let’s fly to anywhere
It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

Take your backpack and have fun
Take your backpack and have fun
Take your backpack and have fun
Take your backpack and have fun

Take your backpack and have fun
Let’s fly to anywhere
It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

Take your backpack and have fun

It doesn’t matter if they come
You don’t mind and I don’t care

Take a look around us
Blindness
But I will never give up

The Secret and Inspiration

Salah Saleh was born in Baghdad, a city of vibrant markets, golden mosques and the unmistakable aroma of spices wafting through the air. His childhood was interrupted by war and chaos. As a boy, he fled with his family to Germany in search of safety. However, despite the peace and stability he found, he never felt that it was his true home. The language, the culture and the sense of displacement followed him like a shadow, always reminding him that he belonged somewhere else.

From an early age, Salah felt abandoned by the system. He had grown up hearing empty promises from his rulers, watching his city fall apart while politicians got rich and the people suffered. His feeling of disgust towards those in power grew with him. He did not trust governments, nor their promises of reconstruction. For him, it was clear that the only salvation would come from the hands of the people themselves, from solidarity among those who truly knew suffering. His travels were, in part, a silent protest: he wanted to prove that, even without any state support, he could build a dignified life and do something noble with his story.

As the years passed, Salah tried to adapt, but the longing for his roots never left him. It was when he learned that his people were still suffering, that the children of his homeland lived in inhumane conditions, that he felt an urgent calling. I needed to return, I needed to do something. But before reaching Baghdad, there was another path to take.

In Australia, his older brother Amir was in prison. A run-in with local authorities landed him behind bars, and Salah traveled across the world to see him. The meeting was a mix of emotions: sadness, anger and a deep desire to change the reality of those who, like him and Amir, had been forced to seek a better destiny far from home. Salah left Australia with a weight on his chest, but also with a new determination.

His journey took him to South Asia, where he encountered different cultures, learned new skills and discovered himself amidst adversity. But it was in Bali that he had one of the most memorable experiences of his life. There, he met Pedro, a Brazilian traveler who shared his thirst for experiences and meaning. For three years, they were inseparable, exploring landscapes, philosophies and challenges that shaped Salah's view of the world and himself.

When he finally returned to Baghdad, he was no longer the same. The refugee boy was now a man with a broad vision and diverse skills. To survive, she began teaching dance, especially salsa, an art she learned on her travels. He also cut hair and cooked traditional dishes such as kebab, masgouf and samoon, the rustic bread baked in clay ovens on the streets of Baghdad. More than just a means of support, these activities connected him with people, and that's how he realized the city's real need: its children.

Many of them wandered the streets, orphans of the war, forgotten by a system that did not support them. It was then that Salah became involved in a project dedicated to these little ones, offering not only food and shelter, but also hope. He knew that social indifference was a poison, because he and his brother had experienced it firsthand. Now, I wanted to break that cycle.

Over time, his initiative gained strength. Salah went on to teach not only dance, but also the importance of self-respect and resilience. She organized learning spaces, small community kitchens and support networks that empowered children, giving them tools for a better future. He took the little ones to the Al-Mutanabbi market, where they discovered books and stories that opened their minds to new possibilities. Every smile, every bright look was a reminder that her decision to come back had been the right one.

Little by little, other people began to join the cause. The project grew, becoming a refuge for many lost souls. Salah not only helped children, but also inspired adults to see reality with more humanity. What began as a personal calling became a resistance movement against hopelessness and against a system that had failed so many generations.

Looking back, Salah understood that every step of his journey was essential. Every pain, every displacement, every friendship prepared him to be who he was. He learned that true home is not a fixed place, but where his soul finds purpose. Baghdad, with its ancient cobblestone streets, the scent of cardamom coffee and warm afternoons in the shade of palm trees, was still his home, and now he was part of its healing.

Salah's story is proof that suffering can be transformed into action. That the pain of the past doesn't have to be a burden, but a fuel for real change. His work with children was more than charity: it was a commitment to life, to dignity, and to the hope that one day no child would have to go through what he had done. After all, the greatest legacy anyone can leave is the certainty that they made a difference in someone's life.

Iraq - Performance

Each country profile presents the most recent data available on a range of indicators relating to the well-being of women and children. Each country profile page is composed of data from multiple sources, depending on the indicator domain. For example, child mortality rates come from the most recent data produced by the UNICEF-led Inter-agency Group for Child Mortality Estimation (IGME).

SDG indicators related to children

The 2030 Agenda includes 17 Global Goals addressing the social, economic and environmental dimensions of sustainable development. Attached to the Goals are 169 concrete targets measured by 232 specific indicators.

To map and monitor how ambitious and realistic countries’ targets are, UNICEF has created quantifiable country-level benchmarks for child-related indicators for which data are available to measure and monitor child rights on a common scale.

Below is a snapshot of the country’s performance against the 45 child-related SDG indicators, grouping results into five areas of child well-being to provide an overall assessment of how children are doing. Countries are assessed using global and national targets. The analysis provides valuable insights into both historical progress—recognizing the results delivered by countries in the recent past—and how much additional effort may be needed to achieve the child-related SDG targets. This approach provides a framework for assessing ambition as well as the scale of action needed to achieve it.