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