M. Fethullah Gulen
Rise up, valiant one, stop sleeping!
Rise up, because my heart is lamenting…
During the days having passed without you,
I went back over the yesterdays,
Grieving all the while, and saddened
Since you had deserted your country.
O my valiant one, appear now!
Appear, for we are depressed.
Our hearts come into our mouths;
Our last words are on our lips…
The people need your smile,
And we’re thirsty for your zeal.
No more strength is left to us:
We, a multitude of orphans,
Are pushed to and fro,
And detained along the way…
Wasting time in distractions,
We cannot bear anything extra…
You appear in dreams every night,
You are in words and in hearts…
This is so the whole life long:
Come to make your influence felt,
Have some pity upon us, please:
We go down on our bended knees…