Independence
Fear not! For the crimson flag 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 star of my nation, and it forever shine; It is and solely belongs to my valiant nation.
not, I beseech you, oh thou 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 and forever shall 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, the heavens and still gush out!
The lands of the West may be armored with of steel, But I have borders guarded by the mighty of a believer. Recognize your innate strength, my friend! And think: how can this faith ever be killed, By that battered, single-fanged you call "civilization"?
My friend! not my homeland to the hands of villainous men! your chest as armor and your body as trench! Stop this disgraceful rush! For soon shall come the days of divine promise... Who Perhaps tomorrow? Perhaps even sooner!
View not the soil you on as mere earth - recognize it! And think about the 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, this of a homeland.
What man would not die for heavenly piece of land? Martyrs would 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 wish of my pain-stricken is that, No heathen's should ever touch the bosom of my sacred Temples. adhans, whose shahadahs are the foundations of my religion, May their noble sound 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 shall gush out from the earth like an eternal spirit, Perhaps only then, shall I peacefully ascend and at last reach the heavens.
So ripple and wave like the bright sky, oh thou glorious crescent, So that our every last drop of blood may finally be and worthy! Neither you nor my shall ever be extinguished! For is the absolute right of my ever-free flag; For independence is the absolute right of my nation!