No room for death or victory

Oh letters of rebellion and ignite the heart

What revolutionary for his homeland decided to change the course?

Don't make us suffer from the treachery of colonialism

Don't make us find stones in our path?

Longing for the homeland made us confused about the enemy

Who said that courage increases when the lights dim?

Who said that we are free as soon as we speak and become revolutionaries?

Oh homeland, defend and do not follow the language of dialogue with them

There are countries in the neighborhood that were subjected to colonialism

And do not describe us, oh homeland, as traitors, for we are the ones who choose

Our path, so leave your doubts about the revolutionaries and follow the path?

Follow the race so that you do not stray from us, but rather to create excuses

So that you fall wounded, bleeding, broken

And do not deny, oh homeland, for your pain shook the seas

And thus the clouds increased the courage of the rain?

From it, successive raindrops leaked

And your resolve failed, O enemy of the strong, so you became in annihilation

So do not include me with you, O evil ones

For I am determined to revolt for the sake of victory

So shall I be a martyr or make my homeland among the free?

Which of the poetic letters is my revenge and upon me is the voice of the revolutionaries

O wounded homeland, poems are sacrificed for you with the blood of the righteous

So ignite our volcano and add to it your lava so that it becomes an explosion

For my anger is fire when the eyes unite and emit sparks?

There is no place... yes, there is no place except for death or victory