Mourning ceremony

And in the mourning ceremonies

My tears rained abundantly

On the grave of the nation's martyr

My soul became in need of consolation

Drop after drop of water

And I was isolated from friends

I cried over a soul that begged to stay

But death surprised it

So it was in a high paradise

We shared the worries like friends

But my brother departed

And became one of the martyrs

My eyesight became weak and my eyesight became weak

And he brought me to the brink of tears

So I can cry myself

Without the poems of poets

Do I have a tomorrow in which I can

In which, O homeland, the best sacrifices?

Please answer my question

I need an answer to get back to ecstasy

Please my country give me

a moment to relax

Losing you my brother

made me refuse to stay

and made my eyes red

with anger

and made me build glory

and chase fools in it

from every direction

I will come at them like lightning with lights

I will blind them and blind them

in the dark nights

the moon is about to disappear

so wait for our army coming

and it is close to you you cursed