Central Kurdish → English transcript

I had never thought that I would see Eastern Kurdistan liberated from the state’s

sabers Kurdistan, my torn flag, the heritage of the immortal Qazi I see it again,

this time by honoring the anthem My nationhood, with my hand on my chest,

I pledge myself to it in the golden language I read again my own ancient,

true history I read again the history of Simko Shikak, Qazi, and Sher

The Ali Mardan– like men make the earth

tremble I read again that the immortal martyr Saeedi

Kurdistan is liberated

Beaten down,

tormented The kolbars will see an end to this,

as will the resources and revenues

My land is too much for roles on screen and too little for the prosperity

of the city My Eastern city is being spent

away and now no child With an empty glass of water goes hungry through the night,

poverty, destitution,

The villagers in my country are migrating, and this time I see Kurdistan

On the political map of countries,

and I see it having political status

in the Kurdish calendar of days One day we will declare it a hero and,

with resolve, we will hold the peshmerga’s life in our hands in the battle Against

the injustice of ISIS and the demon On the calendar of lofty heroism,

we will inscribe that in the markets of my homeland,

money and Kurdish currency are printed,

and we will see that we possess the value of an independent unit in

the markets of the world, the liberation of Kurdistan,

the rebirth of the Kurdish nation,

and the Day of Judgment for the occupying state of Iran.

My five million Peshmerga of Kurdistan are Israeli.

All occupiers are executioners of the nation, and

my excessive occupiers are the executioners of the

nation.

And my excessive occupiers, I reassure you,

I reassure you that my land is sacred,

the shroud of your corpses will not mix with it,

just as we will turn your shroud into food for vultures,

and the hyenas are so criminal that even the grave will not accept you into itself.

Even the grave will not accept you.