Oh, Homeland

Oh, Homeland,

The breeze of your air,

The smell of your soil,

And the rain...

The blueness of your sky,

The light of the stars,

And the moon,

The joyful laughter and chat

At night...

Oh, Homeland,

The smell of the first rain drops

At dawn,

Morning tea

With hot bread

From the oven

Or a biscuit,

And the longing is intense

For every alley,

And every house...

Oh, Homeland,

The longing is a sea,

For my people in the diaspora,

For the Nile there,

For the sufferers,

Who have been patient for so long,

In the face of injustice,

Who have sacrificed

The best of their youth

So that the homeland may live,

Long live the homeland,

For the mothers who cry blood,

For every martyr,

Whose blood has been shed

So that we may live

A freedom watered

By peace,

And justice wrapped

By peace,

And a million Salam

To you, oh, my homeland,

The democracy is your throne,

Oh, the beloved one,

The democracy is your path,

There are no words

Jena, Germany

4.8.2019