Lyrics of Khoroos Mikhanad Ahmad Shamloo In English

A rooster sings from
the depths of the desert from the depths
of the path that runs like a dry vein
in the body of the dead, the blood rushes
on the cold wall of the dawn
, it comes to all sides of Hamoon with its melody, it brings good news to the ears, it releases


it to Abadan, the
caravan is soft in this ruined city
, it sings, it beats its
wings, it throws feathers, it is the ear
of the bell of the caravan, its voice
is the sound of the heart. He is closed, who is the grave of
this dark path
, who is left, who is tired?
He warmed up from the breath of the nobleman, he
made the winter night cold,
revealing the secrets of the
bright morning, the bright morning
with the tone of the earth, the kiss breaks, the morning
is late, the morning is late,
so that he can open this song from the liver, and he died burning, he escaped to the door of the
swan, he

escapes to the hiding place of the night,
like the evil in the height of the darkness in the morning, to
the tunes of the day, he
hurries away to the path of the man who rides,
even though he is in the door. The blackness of the horse trembled
, the morning sneezes in his nose, the
heart-warming map of the white day of
this time is in his eyes
, as the day of
the road has brought him joy, he

drives the horse, a
swan is
opened, the heart and intelligence of
the morning came, he
sings like a
prisoner of
the night, like a
grave of a chicken, he has jumped out of the narrowness of the cage,
in the desert and in the far and long distance
, who is left? Who is tired?

ترانه سرا : احمد شاملو