In my restless berkemelut
I saw the most beautiful roses
Which grew out of a pool of blood
Blood of dreams
Blood of sobs
The fighters of the revolution
The youths of this country
Ruling only see
Ruling only stumbling
Ruling was silent
The ruling was just a laugh
Stunned my heart was moved
Anger lit simultaneously
Looking at the body lying
Silence can not beat the cold
Disappointment crept in the chest
I condemn them
Who sat there silent
Considers himself God
Ruling did not hear
Ruling did not say
The ruling does not act
The ruling was not in power
Our struggle from the heart
We fought until later
Our relentless struggle
We fought until the end
The struggle we are not immortal
We fought to the death
Ruling only evasive
Ruling only denies
Ruling only lie
The ruling was merely the property
