1. Out of fear for your wounded heart from my pain
I will now close my papers on my pen

2. I raised in you my whole life as a flag
Now grant me a hand to fold my flag!

3. O how I dreamed of dying in you, carrying me
A din from lights and shadows

4. My family, friends and scattered poems
On the funeral.. Voices without words

5. Except "Iraq" calling me.. And here I am
Waking up in the farthest parts of earth from my dream

6. So I see people, not my family.. Nor my language
And I see the soul in it, a cracked headache

7. I die in you, even if my lungs are cut
Oh my blamers of Iraqis.. Do not blame!