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Hymne à boudiaf

D lesnin teffɣeḍ tamurt
Tnufqeḍ tugiḍ leɣlaḍ
Dg-ek yark° i neṛğa ttbut
B-b°ayen hemjen wiyaḍ
Teḥlelli-d deffir-ek lmut
Bb°in-tt-id widen ur tuṛğaḍ
Ay at lḥif xas cfut
D kenwi i d-yuğğewn ccyaḍ
Awah awah a tuğğal
Ṛuḥen-aɣ yergazen ur nuklal

Ssaweln-ak wat ttindar
Γer tegnitt n ddiq qerrḥen
Asmi k-id-necden s annar
Ur tḥezzebḍ i iṛejjaqen
I tmurt ssefsin amrar
Tezder di temda lqayen
S uqerruy i temḥezwar
Leğnas deg-s a ttnezzihen
Awah awah a tuğğal
Ṛuḥen-aɣ yergazen ur nuklal

Tufiḍ-d tamurt tenneqlab
Tefreq tṛuḥ d iḥricen
Wa ijebbed iqqar nek d aεṛab
Ulac wi di-d-yezwaren
Ma d at t-tmira d nniqab
Ttgallan ur s-ḍliqen
Swejden-d yum n lḥisab
I yemdanen i ten-ixulfen
Awah awah a tuğğal
Ṛuḥen-aɣ yergazen ur nuklal

Ismi-k deg umezruy yella
Lğil d-iteddun a t-yaf
Tizzelgi ur tettdum ara
Xas akka izedɣ-aneɣ zzεef
Lezzayer at-teḥlu am wassa
Tamusni a d-tger ixulaf
Tneğṛeḍ-d iswi i ccetla
Tura steεfu a Mass Buḍyaf

De Abane à Boudiaf
Combien de crimes orchestrés!
Krim, Khider et autres
Laisserons-nous cette terre ancestrale
Aux mains de ces tristes sires
Qui l'ont plongée dans le chaos?
Ou entre les griffes de ces lâches illuminés?

Hymn to Boudiaf

In the mountains the country is awake
It rejects the yoke of slavery
With you at the helm it will triumph again
In the eyes of the oppressed
You have shattered the forces of death
For those who are beyond despair
O sons of the mountain, although you suffer
It is only a storm that sweeps away the dust
Awake, awake, O Algeria
Our souls will never die

They ask you what you are after
In this world of hatred and cruelty
When they threaten you with fire
You do not yield to the flames
This country has suffered enough
It is time for it to find peace
With this blessed banner
In which we place our trust
Awake, awake, O Algeria
Our souls will never die

The country is changing
It breaks up and becomes a wasteland
And the foreigners watch, the enemy rejoices
There is no one to help it
But the daughters of shame and darkness
They dance and laugh at it
The day of reckoning is coming
For those who have betrayed it
Awake, awake, O Algeria
Our souls will never die

Your name is written in history
Your destiny is to be great
Your glory will never fade
Even if our joy is short-lived
Algeria will be free like the wind
The revolution will be victorious
And will crush the forces of evil
Now is the time, O Mass Boudiaf

From Abane to Boudiaf
How many crimes have been committed!
Krim, Khider and the others
Will we leave this ancestral land
In the hands of these sad sires
Who have plunged it into chaos?
Or in the clutches of these cowardly fanatics?