1. They asked me why I left
As if I had not told them half a century of my life story

2. Exalting the freedom in my weeping poetry
I sang praise of their glory as much as I sang

3. And my life for their dignity in such a struggle
Like the struggle of light amidst gloom

4. I have been an example never to be limited to one type or promise
Like the stars of the sky in every art

5. And I have suffered torment and misery
Bitterly though each was mean to me

6. As if I alone was to blame for my sadness
For my time or that it did not accommodate me

7. It was not enough for them that I suffer my existence
In an existence whose survival is pure loss

8. It was not enough for them that I continue my night
For their sake in the midst of people

9. It was not enough for them that I sacrificed my soul
When one makes sacrifice and is denied

10. It was not enough for them that I forgot myself
Above their forgetting my rights and where I lived

11. It was not enough for them that I was that leader
Who suffers like ghosts in coffins

12. It was not enough for them that I accepted my misery
As a reward while they destroy and I rebuild

13. It was not enough for them so they called
To my filial impiety not heeding my old age

14. Then they hindered between my idealism
Of thought and between my quest and me

15. So I traveled where dignity is respected
And where the air is free for my mind

16. And I remain loyal despite my exile
To a homeland that has never been absent from me