Independence
Fear not! For the crimson flag that proudly ripples in glorious twilight, shall not fade, Before the last fiery that is ablaze within my nation is extinguished. For That is the star of my nation, and it will forever It is mine; and belongs to my valiant nation.
Frown not, I beseech you, oh coy crescent, But smile my heroic race! Why the anger, why the rage? This blood of ours which we for you shall not be blessed otherwise; For Freedom is the right of my God-worshiping nation.
I have been free since the beginning and shall be so. What madman put me in chains! I defy the very idea! I'm like the roaring flood; and independent, I'll tear apart mountains, exceed the heavens and gush out!
The lands of the West may be armored with of steel, But I have guarded by the mighty chest of a believer. Recognize your innate strength, my friend! And think: how can this faith ever be killed, By battered, single-fanged monster you call "civilization"?
My friend! Leave not my homeland to the hands of men! Render your chest as and your body as trench! Stop this disgraceful rush! For soon shall the joyous days of divine promise... Who Perhaps tomorrow? Perhaps even sooner!
View not the soil you tread on as mere - recognize it! And think 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, this of a homeland.
What man would not die for this piece of land? Martyrs would gush out should one 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 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, shahadahs are the foundations of my religion, May their noble sound loud and wide over my eternal homeland.
For then, shall my fatigued tombstone, if there 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 peacefully and at long last reach the heavens.
So ripple and wave 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 race shall be extinguished! For freedom is the absolute right of my ever-free For independence is the right of my God-worshiping nation!