1. From the ruins with echoing cannon
The nights have erased its features

2. You wept, no sorrowful man wept
For two abandoned quarters and misfortune

3. And a love that confuses the eyes
The silent night enveloping the mountains

4. We entertained them with nightfall until
Their bodies seemed like lost sticks

5. By your life, the swords of the Ali's sons
Are not with the zebras nor tiredness

6. They are the finest people who inherited their father
The inheritance of Muhammad without falsehood

7. And they left the speech for us high
And they left no speech against them

8. You have emulated your people as you have emulated
As the example is emulated by the example

9. So return your swords in your wounds
For you have reached the peak of agony