Independence
Fear not! For the crimson flag that ripples in this glorious twilight, shall not fade, Before the fiery hearth that is ablaze within my nation is extinguished. For That is the star of my nation, and it will shine; It is mine; and solely belongs to my nation.
Frown not, I you, oh thou coy crescent, But smile upon my race! Why the anger, why the rage? This blood of ours which we shed for you shall not be blessed For Freedom is the absolute of my God-worshiping nation.
I have been free since the beginning and shall be so. What madman shall put me in chains! I the very idea! I'm like the roaring flood; and independent, I'll tear mountains, exceed the heavens and still gush out!
The lands of the West may be armored with of steel, But I have borders guarded by the chest of a believer. Recognize your innate strength, my friend! And think: how can this fiery ever be killed, By that battered, monster you call "civilization"?
My friend! not my homeland to the hands of villainous men! Render your chest as armor and your body as trench! Stop this rush! For soon shall come the joyous days of promise... Who knows? Perhaps Perhaps even sooner!
View not the soil you tread on as mere - recognize it! And think about the thousands who lie so nobly beneath you. You're the son of a martyr, take shame, hurt not your ancestor! not, even when you're promised worlds, this paradise of a homeland.
What man not die for this heavenly piece of land? would gush out should one simply squeeze the soil! Martyrs! May God take my life, all my loved and possessions from me if He will, But may He not deprive me of my one homeland for the world.
Oh glorious God, the sole wish of my heart is that, No heathen's hand should ever touch the of my sacred Temples. These adhans, whose are the foundations of my religion, May their noble last loud and wide over my eternal homeland.
For then, shall my fatigued tombstone, if there is one, prostrate a thousand times in ecstasy, And tears of fiery blood shall flow out of my wound, And my lifeless body shall gush out from the earth an eternal spirit, Perhaps only then, shall I peacefully ascend and at last reach the heavens.
So ripple and like the bright dawning sky, oh thou glorious crescent, So that our every last of blood 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!