1. This raging storm, its fires are blazing,
Its causes and peers stretched taut.

2. Its youth has grayed, though it was but an infant,
A maiden, mere moments and hours ago.

3. Peace is shrouded, never to be unfurled,
Or the interred exhumed from their shrouds.

4. Break the lutes and smash your pens,
Today is a day for the clash of blades.

5. All chivalry is worthless against swords,
Chivalry has no place in wars.

6. My friend, this storm is not of my making,
These are the devil's evil whisperings.

7. For people are brothers, it is not right
That brothers should destroy each other.

8. If armies understood their kings
Are their enemies, thrones would tumble.

9. A people, when seeking to ascend,
Take their steps upon religions.

10. If you abhor war, you are craven,
Yet when you kill your brother, no coward.

11. If taking a soul is not forbidden,
What distinguishes man from beast?

12. War brings misery unto the earth,
Yet man loves war.

13. Whose is the army on Thursday, its banners
United as one building?

14. As dark as night in its mass,
Seething like a boiling cauldron.

15. Coursing like a torrent in floods,
Thrusting like a howling gale.

16. The battalions shake from its blows
And the earth quakes in terror.

17. A raging beast that ravages the land and its people,
Wretched is the weak and hesitant man.

18. In every saddle, an enraged lion
In his grip, a sword that flashes like lightning.

19. Open-handed, though the coward hoards his soul,
As if he had two souls in his body.

20. Nothing protected his brain, ensconced in his chest,
Except to expend it on a day of stabbing.

21. On the day of battle, nothing is more beautiful to him
Than to be seen plunging his spear.

22. O Lord of a battle, its carnage so deep
The two armies disappeared into its shadow.

23. Indian swords gleamed through its smoke
Like lightning in the midst of thick clouds.

24. The horses flew atop their saddles
As if yearning to be freed of their saddles.

25. The cannons roared like thunder, speaking out,
Every tongue fell silent.

26. They cast forth projectiles that seemed like comets,
Red, as if molded from coral.

27. They swerve not from their targets,
Though volcanic bombs swerve often.

28. Showering destruction, reducing forts to ruins
And pounding them into rubble and debris.

29. Swooping down as the eagles do
Upon their prey.

30. A clash that shook the world as it did
And people shook in Saydan.

31. Death marched destructive, taking lives
Seeking souls in bodies.

32. Upon the sky's surface, a black robe,
Upon the earth's surface, a robe of blood.

33. And if you looked at the bodies on the ground,
You saw dunes upon dunes.

34. When they saw Burgas bristling like a porcupine,
They charged upon it with the fierceness of Japan.

35. When the crescent cleared, it was inverted,
A banner twisted, the cross's banner.

36. Their strength prevailed decidedly,
And the Turks tilted in the scales.

37. They fled like the red horses frightened
By the scowling, wrathful son of lu'ayy.

38. Their hearts raced in their chests
And their arrogance ceased its beating.

39. Looking behind with eyes that saw
Enemies in their eyelids.

40. Seeking escape from death's blow,
Alas, death is everywhere.

41. By God, they will not be saved from its traps,
Not even if lent the legs of gazelles.

42. Their corpses are spoils for the victors
And their bodies food for the scavenging hyenas.

43. Whether saved from the swords and the lances,
Terror pierced them with its sharp teeth.

44. Unforgettable are the wretches
In God's grace was their endeavor and care.

45. Who left their soft beds for harsh bedrolls
And their homelands and families behind.

46. And stood themselves in this world upon
Providing aid and supporting the helpless.

47. Bearing the flags of peace to the ravaged,
While they carried the flags of evil and injustice.

48. How many lie bloodied and moaning,
With none to care upon them.

49. Not wary of death like wary
Of their comrades in villainy.

50. For him, when remembering his home and family,
The stranger's sigh and the bereft man's lament.

51. They breathed life into his hopes and consoled him,
And secured him from his fears.

52. The gardens' allure for me is not
That they are the abode of lasting peace and beauty.

53. Were it not for the affection of the gentle ladies,
The world would be naught but sorrows.

54. Let the days not hear any news from me
That would alarm every person of conscience.

55. The ravaged showed cowardice before their enemies,
Showed courage against children and women.

56. And swords sheathed during the fury,
Were brandished upon guests and cotton farmers.

57. Is this how the trusted reward their towns?
Or does the Quran thus decree?

58. Time has betrayed the Ottomans,
Betrayed the Greeks and the Romans.

59. And time has erased the virtues of Yildiz,
The palace of springs and the hall of fountains.

60. Today no sublime capital remains sublime,
Nor does the Sultan rule a sultanate.

61. Its cycles turned against it as they did
Against Tehran.

62. Why, my slumbering people, as I cried out,
Did you plug your ears as the sleeping awoke?

63. The rule of elders - speak! What has it contravened
Of the league of youths?

64. They told us the extensive kingdom and its grandeur,
They lied! For the kingdom belongs to the Merciful.

65. Why, my people, do you plug your ears
Whenever I cry out?

66. Syria's children united,
And took your example from the Balkans.

67. The Turks do not deserve to rule you,
Or for their lions to make your bed their den.

68. They dressed the East in the garb of humiliation,
And gave it the cup of disgrace and lowliness to drink.

69. So when the people are mentioned in any place,
The Ottoman stands tall while the Eastern bows his head.