“The enemies harm everyone, therefore the young ones are now crying “Allah Akbar!”
You are purpose and concern, let your stone pour out blood. Your land is your honor and your mother, and worldly things only come after it. My book has turned into a stone.
With it, I repel the treacherous. It is small like but its effect is great. Purify yourself, pray and set out. With your blood the soil will be perfumed. Engrave your name on doors.
I am at your service, on Al-Aqsa ! I am at your service, oh Jerusalem!
I may have missed a lesson, but my love for you is a lesson itself.
Come out of every tunnel, window and door, join your stone to mine. The shooting of the evil doesn’t scare us. The dear has fulfilled his desire, achieving the merit of Marytrdom. who went to redeem his country is not considered dead.”