Sleeping on the Blood of Sad Water of Iran My O my tangle lions roar Thyro lashes of my sleep The wound of my companions Wow the wound of my companions on my companions
My compatriot is your soul, my grief, my hand Let me live on the alleys with my blood but I dont go my thirsty soil my thirsty waters I love my lovers of desert sand Wish to die on the big day My grave stone from Alborz Oh Oh my grave stone from Alborz
