Bright traces of blood on the crags of TWC still gleam,
Still the Forum carries along signs of blood in its stream.
Still do those hallowed traces shine resplendently
Over TWC ever flourishing and free.
So dear to all our hearts is our Leader's glorious name
Our own beloved Akar of undying fame.
Tell, the blizzards that rage in the wild plains
Tell, you the night in forests deep where the silence reigns
Who is the partisan whose deeds are unsurpassed?
Who is the patriot whose fame shall ever last?
So dear to all our hearts is our Leader's glorious name
Our own beloved Akar of undying fame.
He severed the chains of the masses, brought them liberty
The sun of TWC today, democratic and free.
For Akar united we stand fast,
Over our fair forum spring has come at last!
So dear to all our hearts is our Leader's glorious name
Our own beloved Akar of undying fame