Independence
Fear not! For the crimson flag that proudly ripples in this glorious twilight, not fade, Before the last fiery hearth that is within my nation is extinguished. For That is the star of my nation, and it forever shine; It is mine; and belongs 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 shall not be blessed For Freedom is the right of my God-worshiping nation.
I have free since the beginning and forever shall be so. madman shall put me in chains! I defy the very idea! I'm like the roaring powerful and independent, I'll tear apart mountains, exceed the and still gush out!
The of the West may be armored with walls of steel, But I borders guarded by the mighty chest of a believer. Recognize your innate strength, my friend! And think: how can fiery faith ever be killed, By battered, single-fanged monster you call "civilization"?
My friend! not my homeland to the hands of villainous men! Render your chest as and your body as trench! Stop this disgraceful rush! For shall come the joyous days of divine promise... Who knows? Perhaps tomorrow? 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, shame, hurt not your ancestor! not, even when you're promised worlds, this paradise of a homeland.
What man would not die for this heavenly piece of Martyrs would gush out 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 wish of my pain-stricken heart is that, No heathen's hand should touch the bosom of my sacred Temples. These adhans, shahadahs are the foundations of my religion, May their sound last loud and wide over my eternal homeland.
For only then, shall my fatigued tombstone, if there is one, a thousand times in ecstasy, And of fiery blood 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 ascend 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!