I saw Masjid al-Aqsa in my dream … He was like a child and he was crying. I arrived and put my forehead on the brink … Somewhere, the river seemed to flow …
I keep my eyes waiting on the roads. Where are my brothers? The first Qibla of my great Nebi … I wonder if everyone forgot that. Don’t say fate …
There is a destiny above fate. Whatever they do is empty … There is a decision from the heavens. What happens if the sun sets …
There is an architect who repairs the night. growing by losing … There is a victory! Aksa’s honor is underfoot. Where is Saladin (Ayyubi)? Where is Saladin (Ayyubi)? Jerusalem… Our Prophet …
It is the memory of Sallallâhu Aleyhi and Salam… The Trust of Saladin Ayyubi … It is the conquest of Yavuz Sultan Selim Han. Masjid al-Aqsa … It will survive until the doomsday … And there will always be Muslims. You will not succeed! Allah Akbar Neither the sick man of the Ottoman Empire …
Neither the decisive state of the republic … Neither the weak country of the 1970s and 1990s. Lions don’t die just because the jackals wanted it! The storm that broke out is the Turkish army,
Ya Rabbi This is the army that died for you, Ya Rabbi So let your beautiful name rise with prayer Win, because this is the last army of Islam!
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