1. To them my poem and what I compose
And my poetry and what ignites in my blood

2. To them to my refugee brothers
To my brothers when blood calls

3. To them even if they dwell in caves
And over the platforms of sorrow they camped

4. To them I will sing with the poetry of life
And from them with my soul I will be inspired

5. To them even if misfortunes crushed us
And the painful accident burdened us

6. And time passed unjustly over us
And exhaustion and affliction exhausted us

7. To them I will sing with the poetry of life
I will sing and sing and be inspired

8. So those asleep will wake up to my poetry
And the sleeping group will awaken