Bavê me yê li ezmanan,
Bila navê te pîroz be.
Bila padîşahiya te bê.
Daxwaza te wek li ezmanan,
Li ser rûyê erdê jî bi cih bê.
Nanê me yê rojane roj bi roj bide me.
Û li deynên me bibihûre,
Wek ku em li deyndarên xwe bihûrtine.
Û me meke ceribandinê,
Lê me ji yê xerab xilas bike.
Çimkî padîşahî, pêkarîn û rûmet
her û her ên te ne!
Amîn.

Oh foes who watch us, the nation whose language is Kurdish is alive
It cannot be defeated by makers of weapons of any time
Let no one say the Kurds are dead, the Kurds are alive
The Kurds are alive and their flag will never fall

We are the sons of the red colour of revolution
Our history is one filled with blood
Let no one say the Kurds are dead, the Kurds are alive
The Kurds are alive and our flag will never fall

We are the sons of the Medes and Kai Khosrow
Our homeland is our faith and religion (Kurd and Kurdistan)
Let no one say the Kurds are dead, the Kurds are alive
The Kurds are alive and our flag will never fall

The Kurdish youth has risen like noble warriors
To draw the crown of life with blood
Let no one say the Kurds are dead, the Kurds are alive
The Kurds are alive and our flag will never fall

The Kurdish youth are ever-ready
And always prepared to sacrifice their lives
To sacrifice their lives, to sacrifice their lives.
Let no one say the Kurds are dead, the Kurds are alive
The Kurds are alive and our flag will never fall