1. So my brothers of servants and angels
Don’t you know all above it belong to it

2. And be certain we are your brothers and we
When meteors appear that you fear so stay calm

3. We will set up a whipping market and harvest
With our swords until we turn its markings

4. And for sure Ma’adda will not be punished for her doings
And for sure Iyad did not determine its like

5. Is it every year an egg you break
So it hurts and an egg stays that has no brother

6. And if what you wasted in our blood
Was paid back at a grave that bent, where can it go

7. We were protecting you from disaster
And death’s anguish that confused our minds

8. And a widow walking disheveled as if
They are she-camels that rubbed off their fur

9. Congratulations and we did not favor them so they became
Easy of crisis we removed its emaciation