1. I do not approve of it for you, nor do I please you,
And the life of independence does not sustain you,

2. It is a lame step no matter how much you praise it,
So let the praiser be but yourself.

3. The shackles, even if heavy when undone,
Cast them off with the gesture of one who opposes you.

4. And let the bullets sleep for a year,
So that after that your calls ring loud.

5. Some stillness is a raging chaos,
So look at it, it will surely show you.

6. Do not think the lost has become a guide,
If he could, he would ruin you and eulogize you.

7. But he has mastered prostitution so he transgressed,
You see him as if he has sung to you.

8. No gains for homelands when your masters have rebelled against you
And when the crumbs have fed you.

9. The civilized people you have been since old,
So who is the impudent one to make lawful your ornaments?

10. Is it said you are a shelter of protection
For your submission, so who has approached you?

11. God forbid you are their masters
If they were equitable to your men and women.

12. There must be in the tomorrow a rising of your groups
To settle accounts with them if their day has made you forget.

13. The dishonest have stolen your countries, and there he is,
He has become the trustee over you to bother you.

14. Or is it you who becomes drowsy to his cunning?
God forbid, and between your groups are your martyrs.