Newroz

For you, a new year
Here comes spring
On the twenty-first of March
It's the big celebration
We use fire
To honor the sun
Other nations, once again
Have conquered the towns

Newroz
Remembering Halabja
The Kurdish Gernika
Don't die quickly

The earth trembles
The mud is not solid
I miss you
The sins are evident
The scars of torture
Still open
The light of dawn
Will ignite the fires

Kurmanci, Kurdish
A lesson for life
To dance like this
Embracing the circus
This is your Kommagene
A place for everyone
Saturday's mothers
Have planted the seed

Newroz
The fire of Newroz
Turned into a riot
Don't die quickly

For you, a new year
Here comes spring
We use fire
To honor the sun
I miss you
The mud is not solid
This is your Kommagene
A place for everyone