In the Name of Allah, the All-Mercy, the Most Merciful.
In the land of warriors and plains,
Swords cry tears of blood,
And the stakes are those who complain
That Allah, gentle and compassionate.
That Allah, the believers will spend.
promises lush gardens
The hopes of a triumph flamboyant
Pass by the crimes and massacres.
endurance can be achieved
What about entering the vaults of the Faith.
the footsteps of Silk Road
The lights are off for peace.
The lights of our beloved brothers,
the borders of China remote
The distance does not make us forget what we
your spears, your shields.
What we are witnessing helplessly
From the pain of our brothers humiliated
Where are the spears and shields? What
therefore become powerful?
Our silence has buried
Like the depths of oblivion.
One and a half billion warriors
Faced with whom do you think we bend?
Mosques silent Urumqi,
And the call to the priors censored. This is our United
they conquered
But their reign will not last. Do not drag
their reign
Iron and Faith we are having,
And in suffering we are united. Those who laugh will
those who bleed.
Those who bleed, those in Allah, love,
receiving the blows that strikes us.
Who could break our bonds of love ? Today
our wounds are Uighurs.
Abu Hind 2010.
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