Independence
Fear not! For the crimson flag that proudly ripples in this twilight, shall not fade, Before the last fiery that is ablaze within my nation is extinguished. For That is the of my nation, and it will forever shine; It is mine; and belongs to my valiant nation.
Frown not, I you, oh thou coy crescent, But smile upon my heroic race! Why the anger, why the blood of ours which we shed for you shall not be blessed otherwise; For Freedom is the absolute right of my nation.
I have been free the beginning and forever shall be so. What shall put me in chains! I defy the very idea! I'm like the roaring flood; 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 have guarded 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! not my homeland to the hands of villainous men! Render your chest as armor and your as trench! Stop this disgraceful rush! For soon come the joyous days of divine promise... Who knows? Perhaps tomorrow? even sooner!
View not the soil you tread on as earth - recognize it! And about 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 promised worlds, this paradise of a homeland.
What man would not die for this heavenly of land? Martyrs would out should one simply squeeze the soil! Martyrs! May God my life, all my loved ones and possessions from me if He will, But may He not me of my one true homeland 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. These adhans, shahadahs are the foundations of my religion, May noble sound last loud and wide over my eternal homeland.
For only then, shall my tombstone, if there is one, prostrate a thousand times in ecstasy, And tears of blood shall flow out of my every wound, And my lifeless body shall gush out from the earth like an spirit, Perhaps only then, shall I peacefully ascend and at long last the heavens.
So ripple and like the bright dawning sky, oh thou glorious crescent, So our every last drop of blood may finally be blessed and worthy! Neither you nor my shall ever be extinguished! For freedom is the right of my ever-free flag; For is the absolute right of my God-worshiping nation!