Lyrics of Iraneh Nazaninam Susan Roshan In English
You and me, me, you, and you.
My burning and fiery, O light of my land, rise up and illuminate me, my dear Iran, my dear Iran, rise from the joy of my new arrival, my silence from trembling , and see this heart beating, hear the voice of the companions, the cry of the tulips, the sword of the red lion, the nomadic girl, my dry but golden withered rain until liberation, rise up and refresh me until the remainder of one voice,
me and you, the daughter of the same land, help, we do not see each others grief, we will give our hearts to tomorrow, maybe tomorrow we will leave Iran. Lets pick a bouquet of flowers from Iran, with
a hundred epics, I
have fallen to my knees in search of my mother , when we see your soil, it is easier to dig up than to cut off
my heart from you, and you and me, and you.
You and I are the daughter of the same country, help us not to see each others grief, let us give heart to tomorrow, maybe tomorrow we will pick bouquets of flowers from Iran, we will pick bouquets from Iran.
