Lyrics of Irane Man (Live) Afshin In English

Sleeping on the blood of the water of Irans grief,
O my sparing from the roar of the lions of Tangistan, my
arrow, the whip of the lullaby, the sleep of my bloodmates, the wound of
the bullet on the hearts of my companions, O wound of the

bullet on the hearts of my

compatriots, rise up from you, O my sorrowful one,
your hand is a sticker on the shoulder of my guitar,
let us engrave on the alleys with my blood, I die with my blood
but do not die, my soil is
engraved on the alleys, I die with my blood, but the
dust does not die. I am

thirsty, I am thirsty for the waters of the north, I
love the sands of the desert,
I wish to die on the great day
, my gravestone will be from my old Alborz, may my gravestone be my gravestone

, from my old Alborz, sleeping

on the blood of the water of Irans sorrow, O
you who spare me from the roar of the lions of Tangestan My
arrow whip The lullaby of the sleep of my bloodmates, the wound of the
bullet on the hearts of my companions, woe to the wound of the

bullet on the hearts of my companions