Murdereres Şiiri - Harun Tokucu

sheep on one side
On one side people
They pay with their blood
The price of life

Have you had enough of imperialist blood?
Have you ever been a servant of Allah?
People are brothers, did you ask?
Hell is justice, did you touch me?

The murderer who stained the holidays with blood
Guarantor for the oppressor who submits to oppression
The end of the road is the same, humanity is miserable
Applause to you, blow the trumpet, O Israfil.