O Iran, I am breathing, I do not break the long -standing covenant, my homeland, to your feet. Bloody pigeons on your roof O you, I am a tulip, my tulip storm, with your paradise because you are fate. My soul is from drunkenness of a cup of existence of a sign of Iran to the world. Your immortal name is O homeland to a brightness from the sky of the sky from the drunkenness of a bowl from the existence of a sign of Iran to be a soul to remember your eternal Iran to light up the sky I love the tulips of love with the kindness of the kindergarten , I am breathing, I do not break the long covenant, O homeland, I will throw your sweet life Immortal Iran
