Independence
Fear not! For the flag that proudly ripples in this glorious twilight, shall not fade, Before the last fiery hearth that is ablaze within my is extinguished. For That is the of my nation, and it will forever shine; It is mine; and solely belongs to my nation.
Frown not, I beseech you, oh coy crescent, But smile my heroic race! Why the anger, why the rage? blood of ours which we shed for you shall not be blessed otherwise; For is the absolute right of my God-worshiping nation.
I have been free since the beginning and forever be so. What madman shall put me in chains! I defy the idea! I'm the roaring flood; powerful and independent, I'll tear apart mountains, exceed the heavens and gush out!
The lands of the West may be armored walls of steel, But I have guarded by the mighty chest of a believer. Recognize your innate strength, my friend! And think: how can fiery faith ever be killed, By that battered, single-fanged you call "civilization"?
My friend! not my homeland to the hands of villainous men! Render chest as armor and your body as trench! Stop this disgraceful rush! For soon come the joyous days of divine promise... Who knows? tomorrow? Perhaps even sooner!
not the soil you tread on as mere earth - recognize it! And about the shroudless thousands who lie so nobly beneath you. You're the noble son of a martyr, take shame, hurt not ancestor! Unhand not, even when you're promised worlds, paradise of a homeland.
What man would not die for heavenly piece of land? Martyrs gush out should one simply squeeze the soil! Martyrs! May God take my life, all my ones and possessions from me if He will, But may He not deprive me of my one true for the world.
Oh glorious God, the sole of my pain-stricken heart is that, No heathen's hand should ever touch the bosom of my Temples. adhans, whose shahadahs are the foundations of my religion, May their noble sound last and wide over my eternal homeland.
For only then, shall my fatigued tombstone, if is one, prostrate a thousand times in ecstasy, And tears of fiery shall flow out of my every wound, And my lifeless body shall out from the earth like an eternal spirit, Perhaps only then, shall I peacefully and at long last reach the heavens.
So and wave like the bright dawning sky, oh thou glorious crescent, So that our last drop of blood may finally be blessed and worthy! Neither you nor my race shall be extinguished! For freedom is the right of my ever-free flag; For independence is the right of my God-worshiping nation!