Lyrics of Dictatorie Amameh Shahin Najafi In English
The nation took to the streets, so that the wind would blow like this
A hundred farms were destroyed, so that the wind would blow like this.
Everyones eyes wept,
Life suddenly became cheap,
Every school was imprisoned,
Until the wind blows like this.
The night was raining,
The night letter became abundant,
Bread became the guarantor of teeth,
Until the wind blows like this.
The man came from the moon,
He came from Qom to prosperity,
Until he became the owner of Iran, until the wind like this
It came from the unlikely way
He came with a white beard,
He became the leader of the thieves, so that the wind would blow like this
The body of the table of Gorgan became,
The dog became the owner of the shepherd,
The slaughter of the flock became easy,
Until the wind blows like this.
A mufti without an army
By stealing a movement
He became a man of a field,
Until the wind blows like this...
Ten generations were disturbed,
It was repeated and... It became,
This was the end point,
Until the wind blows like this.
