O my great love Part of Iran O soil, Oil Blood O Tired of Iran Iran My I am separate with hatred I am not saying except you Iran
Pain in your life The blood of every Iranian is in the veins atmosphere Everybodys fist Karbbad to the mouth Iran
I do not make a field I do not make a hostility In your way, Iran I love you I am staying with your love I He wants to Any garden and a nave Except for the Sayya Ava Boom Except to the toad of Iran Iran with your youthful blood all your soil is colored and lively Any flower in the grass Iran I am in the heart of your love of your solar never hurt good of Iran
