1. O you who live in this land
Appearing as a lesson for these people

2. If my covenant with you led me
To our land seeking to spread guidance

3. You came to impart your lofty lesson
To a nation showing it the path of righteousness

4. You were sent to us before by the
West as an emissary to rebuild the country

5. You are an individual of men who thought
That we in the universe are of inanimate matter

6. And sang that they are keen on
The comfort of man in an atmosphere of affection

7. You showed them through yourself and you had
Been in the land like Shaddad bin Ad

8. You are a mirror on which an image
Revealed what you had concealed of obstinacy

9. You are one who was endowed by her land
With a treasure growing daily

10. You are one who extended to her children
Supplies deprived them of the taste of rest

11. Then what is it that shames me
To see you today in this valley

12. What disgrace brings dishonor to
A nation dressed in mourning

13. Just as Paris was desecrated by it
With hands made ugly by hands

14. What heart do you have, o Mynyval, that is
Frozen in feeling like glaciers

15. Why do those hands not wave back when
They deprived two hands of gaining sustenance

16. We never knew that we live in a land
Whose fortune turned to blackness in darkness

17. O Mynyval, is this an act
Incited by the soul or coercion

18. Whether this or that, you are not
Among us except a cause of corruption

19. You may have shaken a firm pillar
Between two sturdy united nations

20. You may have sparked a fire whose
Embers won't be extinguished by spades

21. If Lucien wants a good number
Of you, and that is the intention

22. Then leave us be and let it be a wind blowing
To our fertile land bringing swarms of locusts

23. Or let it show through lightning a flash
Of faith, languishing through him in recession

24. For it is a right that we have seen clearly
Signs that stunned whoever saw them to syncope

25. Where is this era from the era of past
Did the Nimrod return to inhabited lands?

26. Is it of wisdom and governance that
The Easterner be hanged? Is this integrity?

27. If when a cluster of freely
Offered grapes is touched, he hurls with a sling

28. And he is its waterer and protector and
Servant without pay or gain

29. Do they tally in a book for us
What we endure when the ink has dried?

30. Oh men of the West, be gentle! Why do you
Have hands that spare nothing from their blows?

31. You missed when we were silent that we are
A blaze beneath a crust of ashes

32. In the East there are men who termed
What you come for in this struggle as futile

33. Their breasts are vast and however oppressed
They show patience and the morals of the generous

34. So do what you will, rather make
Your tyranny grow daily in escalation

35. They know we are a nation whose
Head has today risen from the pillow

36. We in our homelands are not your
Servants - do passions have an end?

37. It is not with brute force we retaliate when
The people entrusted leadership to you

38. So treat us fairly, for justice has hands
And a tongue no knotting can restrain

39. Mynyval today reaps what he sowed
If you want what is right, as ordained