Fear not, fear not, my dear men,
Kill him who is torturing and
Doing harm to your mother,
And punish him who is not
Using your mother language
On your motherland.
Fear not, fear not, my dear men,
You are free and sovereign.
And by doing so, no sinful
Reaction would occur,
Rather all good fortune
Are there unto you,
You are to liberate yourself
By going with this truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem