1. Listen to your voice, o you the one who gives counsel
We knew you as one who advises and guides rightly

2. A melody long yearned for by our souls
Which you brought to life with your chanting

3. You brought out from that pit which the pages fell into
Since it descended upon the valley

4. For journalism is nothing but the voice that the feeling sends forth
So for it, it is the fragrance that passes away

5. So break through with your voice the depths of hearts and say
This is my path, is there anyone who will tread it?

6. And unleash your tongue from the shackle of silence imposed on it
For your word rends open the innermost hearts

7. And turn your gaze away from those wounds for
Your overlooking is no worse than remedy and bandage

8. And show yourself in your finest, patriotic form
And gain from sincerity in this effort a testament

9. I shared with my people in what passed of torment
And the afflictions increased me in nothing but inflammation

10. And it suffices you today that we strive for their betterment
Until we walk with them in the guided path

11. And circumstances have strategies befitting them
And for the politician in them is a considered judgment

12. Take wing through its atmospheres and look at its lightnings
For each lightning heralds a promised time