When the life was a pink fairy tale, which pressure you hardly carried?
Ask them, they'd say some of them were criminals that saw the drill of the blood
Go ask the Uyghur girl who's challenging death, her age
Even though you don't recognise go learn they are our cognates, boy
Unaware of Urumchi, the fate was written without a pen
Death is on your fate and sea is without the Moon
Crescent and the star in your blue history and the war is costless
The killed one was without shroud, the killing one was without sorrow
You don't see, you don't know, those cryings don't quiet down
Be quiet and listen because a kilogram of human meat is cheap there
Within the embergo taxes are too high
It's crimson there but the colour of the sky is out of order
Tyranny is tying your eyes and death can happen anytime
And be sure that they are harmless to everyone
Omitting the Arabic states with oil in every corner
How can you say Arabs are deeply in sorrow, bub?!
Chinese Government there shutting their eyes to baby murderers
You boy, wake up, because that place is your real home
Tears on their eyeballs and there's no one looking after
And the cruelty is getting bigger, skies of Turkestan is always full of ashes and smoke.
There are more violence there than Palestine but eyes were shut down
Just in a one day 250 Turks were executed by gunfires
You couldn't recognise you were crushed in the same place countless times
Why you drew a veil over it, that homeland was ours
Assimilation and racism, there are efforts of destroying
They cut a girl's legs and showed them to her father
Their courage wouldn't make sense, they all have scars
Today, blood and fear came between the distances
Realise what you are, never blunt any of your senses.
There's death in Turkestan, is being announced to the Turkic nations
Don't run into a contradiction of improving relations with China
Because all of them seek of claiming lives of every Uyghur