We are the wind and the fire,
You called us Allah,we’re here,
Your commmand we follow forever,
We’re not like this wretched world’s rebels,
Whose face now turned pale,the coquettish ones!
We turned to shreds,their regal fortresses,
Beautiful palm trees,in flames crackled,
Animals laments like,heart forlorn ones,
The fires roared and the planes faltered,
Our Lord hath given proof,of His handiwork,
City of dreams,now ruined and shattered,
It wears black,a sign of bereavement,
Turn your face up,o routed ones,
You were indifferent to world,now miserable,
Your brethrens hath been secluded of bread and water,
Heavens hath thundered with their lamentations,
Dear intellectuals, please extinguish the raging fire,
Use your tiny brains against Divine Power,
You are nothing before The Exalted,
Your pomp and pride are the empty blazon,
You are the ones, following vain desires,
Turn to eternal Lord who is your Fashioner.
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