“You Fell Victims to a Fateful Struggle”

You fell victims in the deadly struggle
Of unselfish love towards your people
You gave whatever you had for it
For life, for honor, for freedom.

You sometimes crouch in moist jails
Judges and executioners had passed judgement
On your boldness
And grudgingly you went with fetters on your feet.

Tyranny shall fall and the people will rebel
The great powerful and free people
Farewell our brothers! You have walked with honor
Your road of worthiness and righteousness.