The martyr's Eid has come today.
On the martyr's head rests his blood-stained cap.
In the name of God he begs of us all;
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The more I take Muhammad's name
The sweeter it seems to me.
Who knew before that in this name
So much of honey could be!
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At the end of the rolIing road, my dearest, I await alone;
Rolling in the dust of the path you have traveled.
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The moon descended from your sky'
to play in sea-water,
the embankment is erected
lest it does not flee, far and near,
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Dreams want wedding, but separation as you wake up.
I take it a cruel game, though indifferently.
Sometime light sometime shadow
what an illusion beyond reason!
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O travellers on the road of destruction,
Hold fast your hammer, pick up your shovel,
Sing in unison and advance.
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Diving in the eastern sea there rises the golden sun;
nightly tears rolled down and bloomed into flowers, too.
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When I shall be no more
You will suffer, I promise,
Cursed, friendless and alone.
Then you will ask the evening star about me,
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Do not cast that look
Again and again
With those tearful eyes
Oh those eyes with pain!
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In the ecstasy of creation today
Laughs my face, smile my eyes
Glows my boiling blood
In the brook of my shuttered soul
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