There is a volcano inside me

From within me?

From the depths of my feelings

Raging anger?

And a raging hurricane

They told us: Constitution

Stand up you wicked people

Do not destroy the homeland

And make it submissive between you

And besieged between you

Stand up don't move

For you are dead in the graves

So leave us, for in your submission we have ages

And let the world bear witness to our immorality

We said: Even if we die forever

My Lord protects the oppressed homeland

So leave before the earth and seas expel you

For on that day neither water nor lines will accept you

So stay away from us, for we have besieged you with evils

And we have settled all matters

Let us let time spin

If there is no constitution here

And a great power that moves the seas?

Who made the river boil and boil?

Who gave us everything?

Am I but a martyr in a cage?

Like a prisoner lion I search my land

I search its corners for a mere light or enlightenment

Or even pearls that fall on us from the sky scattered

From within me, from the depths of feeling

You gave birth to immorality and made me persecute it?

Oh birds of the day, light from the ashes of birds

Because their resolve is strong and firm and will not retreat from the blows of the occupier?

Who sings the tune even if his wing is broken?

From within me the waves of the amputated sea collide

In flocks, flocks to form a hurricane that revolves in its range?

And this is the end of everything