1. The past times of India or the farewell beating
And the seekers of glory or the making of innovations

2. Do not give injustice any right, do not give
Injustice only perishes what we abandon

3. O companion of the path, do not listen to whom
Judges the delusion a companion and is deceived

4. I kept it sleeping on the eyelid of agony
It draws sorrow, hides, smolders

5. Above a wound, whenever it tightens it widens
I have learned passion from its might

6. So I inspired love in the heart of despair
So squeeze today’s sorrow from my eye

7. And wipe away the pains from the excess of agony
O my people, between us there was

8. Nothing but a human thread and it broke
I curse the pebbles in our taverns

9. Whenever a coward throws and clashes
O companion of the path, I am inspired

10. Raising letters a banner so it rose
And on the funeral of my hunger in my blood

11. The melodies play the law of satisfaction
So prepare for me an idea with which I can be saved

12. And a ray where no lights shone
And ride the waves this is my boat

13. Do not say to me that one gave or prevented
You are a promise coming, nothing makes you deviate

14. Let the people's hireling reap what he sowed