بكت عيني..

“I feel that I am nine years old, seven and a half years in the Afghan Jihad, one and a half years in Jihad in Palestine and the rest of the years have no value.”

(As-Syahid Abdullah Yusuf Azzam)

بكت عيني فلوموا أو خذوني

إلى دار الجهاد وودّعوني

تذكرت الجهاد ففاض دمعي

وهيج مقلتي ذل الركونِ

أحب الغزو، بل أهوى رُباه

أحب دكادك الهيجا ، دعوني

أناجي النفس أسلبها هواها

أروّضها على خوض المنون

فكل الحب في غير الإله

سراب ، قد يكون من المجون

لحى الله القعود وسالكيه

وكل مخذل نذل خؤون

فيا رب العباد أيا آلهي

أجرني أن أنال من المنون

على فرش معطرة ، ولكن

سألتك قتلة تحت الحصون

وإني موقن أن البرايا

ستسطر ما طلبت من الجنون

فعذرا عـُذّلي عذرا فإني

محبٌّ للجهاد فأطلقوني

My eyes wept over – the parting,

Take me to the land of Jihad and then bid me farewell.

I remembered the Jihad so my tears overflowed,

And my eye awoke although – it was restrained by humiliation.

I love the battle, but its mountains have tumbled.

I love the places of combat. Desist from me.

I speak to my soul; deprive it of its desires I train it upon penetrating death.

So O Lord of all slaves, Ya ilaahi,

Save me from meeting death,

While I am upon fragranced bedspreads,

However I ask you, to be killed beneath the fortresses

And I am certain that – the people Will write my request to be from madness

May Allah curse the abstention (from Jihad) and whoever takes to its path,

And also every disappointing, wretched betrayer.

For every love for other than Allah, Is a mirage, indeed from madness.

So apologies and excuse me! For I am one who loves Jihad, so free me.

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