Ey reqîb her maye qewmê Kurd ziman
Naşikê û danayê topê zeman.
Kes nebê Kurd dimirin, Kurd jîn dibin.
Jîn dibin qet nakeve ala Kurdan.
Em xortên rengê sor û şoreşin
Seyr bike xwîna dîyan me da rijand.
Kes nebê Kurd dimirin, Kurd jîn dibin.
Jîn dibin qet nakeve ala Kurdan.
Em xortên Medya û Keyxusrewin
Dîn îman û ayînman, her niştiman.
Dîn îman û ayînman, Kurd û Kurdistan.
Kes nebê Kurd dimirin, Kurd jîn dibin.
Jîn dibin qet nakeve ala Kurdan.
Lawê Kurd rabûye ser pê wek şêran
Ta bixwîn nexşîn bike tacî jiyan.
Kes nebê Kurd dimirin, Kurd jîn dibin.
Jîn dibin qet nakeve ala Kurdan.
Xortên nûh tev hazir û amade ne
Can fîda ne can fîda, her can fîda.
Kes nebê Kurd dimirin, Kurd jîn dibin.
Jîn dibin qet nakeve ala Kurdan.
ئەی رەقیب ھەر، مایە قەومێ کورد زمان
ناشکێ و دانایێ ب تۆپێ زەمان.
کەس نەبێ کورد دمرن، کورد ژین دبن.
ژین دبن قەت ناکەڤێ ئالا کوردان.
Oh, enemy! The Kurdish people live on,
They have not been crushed by the weapons of any time
Let no one say Kurds are dead, they are living
They live and never shall we lower our flag
We are descendants of the red banner of the revolution
Look at our past, how bloody it is
Let no one say Kurds are dead, they are living
They live and never shall we lower our flag
The Kurdish youth rise bravely,
With their blood they colored the crown of life
Let no one say Kurds are dead, they are living
They live and never shall we lower our flag
We are the descendants of the Medes and Cyaxares
Kurdistan is our religion, our credo,
Let no one say Kurds are dead, they are living
They live and never shall we lower our flag
The Kurdish youth are ready, it is prepared,
To give their life as the supreme sacrifice
Let no one say Kurds are dead, they are living
They live and never shall we lower our flag