Myself, For Al Aqsa, I Sacrifice
Scorned the faces of the enemy
Whose blood is cold
Myself, for Al Aqsa, I sacrifice
Where the Prophet prostrated
And I raise with my voice the call
Oh, our people steadfast
No matter how long it takes
Al Aqsa to us is returning
A billion Muslims
Their conscience asleep
A billion Muslims, futile
Their influence waning
A billion counted
We need but one
The martyr fell, and seems
Lawless is the hateful
The child for help cries
And death for him lies waiting
And the world watches
Of their aggression a witness
The blood of childhood sang
The melody of glory everlasting
The sound of stones echoes
With promises of victory
With the aggressor began
And the criminal, the infidel
A word of honour
How often said by Zayed*
‘Never relinquish the mosque
And for our right we fight’
The midnight journey of the Prophet of guidance
And his ascension to the heavens
Aggression, though strutting
Its end is certain
Triumphs whoever stands firm
And for his right fights
*His Highness Sheikh Zayed bin Sultan Al Nahyan, President of the UAE.
(dari laman Addin Khalid)
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