1. Take provision today for your tomorrow,
And march together in your struggle,

2. And be a hand with which the support builds
In keeping adversity away from yourselves.

3. Leave behind one opinion after another
Until the matter shows its true face,

4. And leave a wise one leading you
Who plans an attack or defense.

5. With a spacious chest he takes on calamities
And is good at obeying and being obeyed.

6. You have carried the burden of an oppressive tyrant
That weighs down whoever tries to bear it.

7. And you have called for a resounding revolution
Whose news has grown for you and spread.

8. Eyes have been glued to it admiringly
And necks stretched to see it.

9. And nations have been roused by its echo
Though the aware have found fault with hearing of it.

10. It wagers between them about every requirement
With your defeat, and votes are cast.

11. So the nights of darkness have admonished you
And did not recognize deception in what they admonish.

12. That the harshest goal it saw
Is a weak seeker, his due wasted.

13. So do not leave matters to fate
For fate was never gentle with you.

14. And do not forget that you have an enemy,
Crafty, and skilled in breeding discord.

15. He bends a new channel every day
And innovates division through it.

16. You have struck with the whip “the head” of one
Who instituted the striking of heads.

17. You have struck the head of one with tangled heads,
Devious, always with a headache.

18. You have gripped the throat of a vicious serpent
Strong in assault who refuses to submit.

19. He disobeyed and attacked from every ridge
Shaking the spine and marrow.

20. So stretch out your hand gently, again and again,
And pull out his vicious fangs.

21. And rip open the cheek of an evil tormentor
And take your due right from him by force.

22. And do not forget that he has slaves
Whom he bought with his smile and sold.

23. He endowed them with the worst endowments, deceits
That feed on his generosity the greedy one.

24. And he compensated them for the remaining honor
With worthless money that goes and is lost.

25. He made your blood permissible to them in childbirth
And taught them that your “rights” are plunder.

26. And he gave them power over your necks as heirs
To a power that he took over through obedience.

27. So give them a drink of their cup strongly
The disgrace and humiliation of coercion.

28. And drag them over the gravel of sins
And return their cunning equally.

29. And increase shedding the fragrant blood
And with the revelation that reveals, arm yourselves.

30. And be wolves in their ferocity
And become lions in your fierceness.

31. The youth of today, tomorrow is an alluring
Tomorrow that will stretch its arms to embrace you.

32. It will stretch to you a spirit from ordeals
That is used to stretch through strife!

33. And to leap from generation to generation
Through it, and burst through between them in strife!

34. The bullets of aggression will awaken you so that blood flows
With which the homeland is purified and cultivated.

35. And so that gardens in the meadows flourish
Which those to come relax and enjoy!

36. And so the “whip” of the corrupt will repeat a tune
That makes the whole world tremble when hearing it!

37. And the bottom of the prison where “France” stumbled
From “the Bastille” rises up.

38. And colors from “torture” which present
The great “revolution’s” record radiantly!

39. And specters circling you, ugly specters
That frighten your rocks for an hour and more.

40. They are specters from a past era
That trembles over a new era!

41. Youth of today, you are fruits
That tomorrow’s coming day will pluck quickly.

42. A generation that prepares for calamities
Its destiny, and consents to humiliation.

43. Over a generation as if what
The tyrant built of burdensome castles was upon it.

44. With the melting of thought it opens matters
And ends them with its determination and drive.

45. The “martyrs’” blood does not go in vain
Nor freeze in devastating waste.

46. It does not doubt the thirsty, for in us
Are bloods it will drink, one after another.

47. And it does not abandon aloofness, for no
Hand was made an orphan, nor duties neglected.

48. So the blood of the martyr - when called -
Many scatterers of it gather when called.

49. And skills are not granted to the wilderness
As the martyr grants it, working.

50. I will miss you! And I won’t begrudge
While the home misses its breadwinners.

51. So vengeance we claim is a lie
And the voice of truth we hear is deception.

52. So history will cast widely
At us, both the hesitant and the lost.

53. While we - so - will poison honorable blood
Speedily, buying and selling.

54. So “pure” blood -so - is protected and avenged
And any dissenting reformers will not be sold.

55. While we - so - spill our desires over body parts!
And fatten them with nonsense.

56. If only sorrow would envelope with its clouds
Over flooding, refusing to disperse.

57. If only the night would immerse it in smoke
And the dawn rain over it with hail.

58. If only regrets would besiege it with sin
To bite at it again as hyenas.

59. If only its conscience would leap up tearing away
From memory and tossing and turning.

60. If only shame would reside as its guest
Passing the summer and winter there.

61. And if only before its eyes a burning
Ran like a candle, its present and past.

62. And if only its imagination of the past lashed it!
Its impressions apparent on its features.

63. The blood of the “martyrs” is most precious wealth
And its plain the most noble place on earth.

64. You are eternity flowing in rivers
And you are fragrance diffused, lost and found.

65. The blood of martyrs you were the kindling
Fire against the tyrants flaring up.

66. It winds their horde defeated, again and again
To a day it will finish them, all together.

67. To a day it will topple what they erected
And schemed over, and blast away forcefully.

68. The blood of the “martyrs” guide the masses to see
A path flourish through you coming together.

69. Inspire it the cities and countryside
And show it the borders and frontiers.

70. Whenever it infiltrates a sector of evils
You infiltrate it with its sword likewise.

71. And straighten it if its steps falter
And renew its strength if it weakens.

72. And if night covers it, be a ray
And if the road is long through it, be provisions.

73. You have driven away harm from it as much as you could
So increase it what benefits through you.

74. And increase it what obedience to you grants
And refusal of what angers the homeland.

75. And increase for it pride in ordeals through you
And gathering around your banner.

76. And be, with your advance, the banner of a generation
Keen in step, refusing regression.

77. And declare with your demise from a youth
Through whom the elder becomes vigorous.

78. Expressing disgust with lusts in power
And a rule visited by them in degeneracy.

79. The blood of the “martyrs” no matter how you shine, forge on
And the free one’s duty is what he could do.

80. To the darkness, hearts that rise
Above “the darkness” fearing detachment.

81. That love death, greeted by hardships
And refuse to have the light of day touch it.

82. And fear eternity, terrorized, souls
And desire it, dignifying, natures.

83. It did not stop going from one foot to the other
Contrarily, recoiling and obeying.

84. So compel it and say walk with a whip
That bloodies whoever refused to walk and obey.

85. With a whip of crackling leather straps
Guiding people, severing decisively.

86. Trusting to rule the people is a rule
That equals those famished with those overfed.

87. And that removes darkness from their lips
And erases the riffraff from their dictionaries.

88. And say walk and do not stop regressing
You who asked while halted in interruption.

89. And say walk for no guide despaired
Of guidance before you so became lost.

90. And say walk following my brother in sacrifice
Who nations have walked behind emulating.

91. I brought them “glory” so I was distanced
With the ingratitude that deafens the humble.

92. And I tasted the great loneliness so it was
A comfort for the soft, reclining.

93. I was the unknown to them in knowledge
And manners, wisdom, and invention.

94. An inventor lost in arrogance
And had I not pulled, none would have invented.

95. A prodigy “of my progeny grew up”
His fame “grew and spread.”

96. He ignored me though I was his imagination
And forgot me though I was his pasture.

97. And another of courage and daring victories
I unsheathed so valor and courage would flourish.

98. He forgot who guided armies for him
And who courage and bravery were.

99. Oh their shrouds, be banners
Spacious, sheltering vast ambitions.

100. And mend a gap from every tear
Where the tear increases the gap's breadth.

101. And increase in the thick of glory a wave
And be one of its ships sailing.