He is a symbol of courage and anger and courage
Do
not give the enemy his niche
Hunter
did not beg him of his rights
With
front and jackals time a tap is not unity
Spicy
vain Znjyrbaf old
Chains
of bondage on hands milk
The
milk is not tired
Its
not broken
He
closed
With
the roar of hatred abandoned years
With
tremendous power tillers explicit
The
dark eyes looking bright
The
linear depth Delaram
Soda
revenge
Yes,
for our wounded lion and arrogant familiar
The
milk seems a small image of our land
With
edges Khzrpvsh
The
Alborz mountain range on the Rogue
Iran
is the always Surge
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