Nations rise with morals

Morals elevate the compassionate person

You find him the best of people and the best of them in character

If he stops fabricating

Will heaven receive him with an embrace and a covenant?

The universe has become green with chains of guidance

And the world has become subject to laws, so there is no breach

Oh Lord, this evil has returned to my land, unbearable

You have scattered us and prevented our minds from awakening

Oh homeland, let us leave longing and nostalgia

For feelings of sadness have become a chain around my neck

Oh patience of my heart, my life has become in collars

And you have torn my path and hurt me in slipping

Oh sadness, leave my life, for it has become in compassion

For my heart has increased the fragrance of longing in my soul

For with morals, nations rise and giants flourish

Be a weapon for me like a sea searching for the depths

And do not be against me, lest the specter of separation come to me

And my heart is covered by the evil that haunts the eyes