Oh you who doubt the manner of my fathers and grandfathers

Please hold it.

You couldn’t imagine

How virtues they were.

You couldn’t imagine how the

Light of virtue was shining from

Their mountains and hills

And spread to all humanity.

They carried the guidance

And travel to disseminate

Justice and truth.

Wherever they stay

The flag of morals

Was fluttering.

They spread peace

To make the universe

Shine with hope.

The spread knowledge

To create a Renaissance

Flatten out in the world of glory

So the arbor of truth

Has soared and

And grow up

Its fruitful branch

Had flourish.

It shadowed all

Needy people

And immerse them with

No poor man would complain from hunger

Nor there was a frighten one.

All people

Are securely

Living in continuous peace.

You couldn’t compare them

To the state of oppression

that established

By sword.

Horrified and terrified people

Destroy crops and cattle

And sets fire.

Its law is the jungle law

No justice is applied

It claims justice

While its deeds tells of oppression.

It claims fairness

While licking our blood

And sucking it.

It bursts flams of war like hell

Prison free people

And hang them.

Starve those who

Disobey

And refuse to bow down

And kneel to the oppression.

It doesn’t believe that God

Respite them

His stratagem is firm

The state of oppression

No matter how it lasts

It will be crashed.

The dawn will shine

No matter how

Long was the night.