Oh my country, you have become Job

Oh patience, tell me, am I Job

To test my country, so that Satan may fill it with sadness?

Or in my sadness have I become Jacob

And the heart inside me with its sadness has become sad?

I spent my life defending a country

Its regime was defeated

I took off my veil and held a weapon in my hand

To defend my beloved country

I gave up my femininity when the enemy was defeated

I triumphed over my child and shed his tears

So when, oh my country, will you call me to rise

After years of expelling me from you, an angry monster?

And I did not find in my exile anyone to represent me

Except a friend who cares about my sadness and searches?

The path of searching for a Lord who forgives sins

Oh Lord, support me, for I am defeated in my matter

And for my country to be liberated and for my robbed people to rejoice

With the love of a country visited by weeping and whose face turned pale

I never imagined that the one who stole my land

A wolf who does not die or repent for his sin?

I didn't know that the sunrise is long

And the moon of my freedom never sets, so is there a sunset?

The days have been long since I was allowed to be Jacob

So when did I become like Jacob and my country become like Job?

My revolution is a fire that if it ignites, it ignites in its homeland

For you, my country, I will remain steadfast in all wars

And I will not let the wind extinguish the light of the candles so they go out

For inside me, I made everything around me take that into consideration

Oh my country, do not wrong me, for I do not like to flee

Even if the conditions of my country worsen, I will continue to strive to protect you?