1. Come to the procession of the lost,
O festival, O awakener of the lost,

2. Come with your hopes in your hands,
Bless them in the desert and wilderness.

3. Come to longing and wish,
Like one absent who saw his homes.

4. Come to a blazing liver,
And eyes whose tears pleaded.

5. Walk with people wherever they went,
And chat with time wherever it turned.

6. Ask the night and the day,
And whoever saw the night and day,

7. When the land was illuminated as it was illuminated,
By a fire they compared to existence.

8. A fierce sedition ignited it,
Spreading misery and destruction.

9. It taught the owl how to cry
Over its ruin, ill fate and construction.

10. Battles still take place,
And a world complains of collapsing.

11. Come to the gloomy world,
Happy or crying the elegy.

12. And say to those who defied fate,
With the loud explosion of guns,

13. You have picked the cup so drink it,
And the cup's flames are blazing.

14. Do not cool down with the drink until
You take the farthest paths.

15. And wars whose chaos you know,
Tempts with its strange method.

16. You started them so do not retreat,
While the wind is at first blowing.

17. Your land, your land, so split
In its interior a strange grave.

18. Do not make the water you put to sleep
Anything but hot blood.

19. Of you and those who oppressed you
It's the same in the law of wars.

20. So there is no more room above it
For the splendid orderly logic.

21. How much a gift was reciprocated with another,
We did not gain any good from its cities,

22. Except more victims
That increase our poverty in men.

23. We proceed until some people say,
Victory is for the Arabs, no escape.

24. And righteousness becomes from our blood,
And from the enemy's blood a sea.

25. Until when rage is provoked,
And death thunders and turns yellow.

26. They resorted to our bosoms and said,
Peace is more proper for the reasonable.

27. As if reason is that the killed
Turn their backs to the killers.

28. So tell them sorry for what they wanted,
The era of peace became a memory.

29. You built the grave so inhabit it,
O disgrace in graves, a grave.

30. It includes you complaining and hoping
Its pebbles would be others.

31. You came a festival, and you are a festival,
If its obstinate serpent rested.

32. I wish it was roused by my call,
And moved by my new voice.

33. The boat, O boat, we are in it,
And your surge of tyranny is strong.

34. You wanted peace so we responded,
And time between us is a witness.

35. And how many promises you gave us,
Yet your promises did not last.

36. You did not trust, nor did we trust,
So we fought, a lingering fight.

37. So ignite the fire, ignite it,
We are all at it fuel.

38. And we are the sons of those who ignited it,
Epic deeds, their spirit is eternity.

39. Our glory, the glory you did not know,
And God and existence know.

40. You came a festival, so you are a festival,
O festival, if only the shackles were untied!