Rise up
Rise up
And widen your eyes from your slumber

Rise up
Rise up
And widen your eyes

Day of uprising
No firneds
But the mother mountain

All half dead
And half burning with rage

This has become who we are
This has become who we are

How can you
How can you remain silent
When our girls are sold in the bazaar?
How can you
How can you remain silent
With mothers left without their children?

Who but this mountain
The comrades and God have freed us?

My mother mountain of Shingal
Blood is dripping
From your plums

Darkness fell upon us

Despite the blazing sun

Until now we were asleep
Until now we were asleep

Once again
We are gighting like wolves

Water is running
Up against a crumbling wall

Are we blind
Since we do not see the children
Who have died of hunger
The comrades who cry over
A sweet name?
Those bruts who raped our beautiful girls
This is not the day for just words
This concerns everyone's honor

Go to Shingal's mountain
Go to the roofs
Shout to God
"Rise up!"
"Rise up!"
"Rise up!"

Martyrs never die

Widen your eyes
Widen your eyes

Martyrs never die
Martyrs never die

How can you
How can you remain silent
With mothers left without their children?

Who but this mountain
The comrades and God