[bad word]  [bad word] My Iran

E: let me scream your sorrow my countryman
E: so you how crazy I’m in love with you

E: sleeping on the sorrowful blood my Iran
E: How sparing is roaring of Tangestan’s lions
E: bullets and lash for my mutual blood (His people as his family)
E: wounds of bullets in my friends’ hearts
E: uhhh, wounds of bullets in my friends’ hearts
E: my countryman getup, you oh the one who shares a grief with me
E: in your hand there is whinger, and mine is a guitar
E: draw on alleys’ walls with your blood
E: I give up my life, but my soil (Iran) is not going to die
E: draw on alleys’ walls with your blood; I give up my life, but my soil (Iran) is not going to die
E: I’m thirsty, thirsty for the North’s water (in Iran)
E: I’m in love, in love with pebbles’ of Kavir (kind of desert in Iran)
E: my desire is to win on the great day
E: my stone grave is going to be from the old Alborz’s stone (the mountain in north of Iran)
E: uhhh, my stone grave is going to be from the old Alborz’s stone
E: sleeping on the sorrowful blood my Iran
E: How sparing is roaring of Tangestan’s lions
E: bullets and lash for my mutual blood (His people as his family)
E: wounds of bullets in my friends’ hearts