Imagination of color
You lost your life in my arms
for love & freedom
What difference did it make that you were green, or red, white or blue
important thing is your presence,
the presence of pain and scream
roaring outburst of the world is for a free Iran
you are the voice, you are a voice
for the morning of freedom
your are the voice, you are the voice
for love and freedom
how hard is seeing you
you, that your eyes are field with blood
I'm here captive of myself
separated from the “Home”
today i saw you, carrying your comrade over your shoulders
here I only demonstrated here, and said you have been deceived
pardon me, pardon us that are talkative, giddy and fuddled
from all of this outburst all we did sang “Q, Q bang, bang”
we were field with imagination here, you were getting shot over there
here was a fight over the flag, you were dying over there
imagine you were shot and were dying in our motherland’s arms
What difference did it make that you were green, or red, white or blue
important thing is your presence,
the presence of pain and scream
roaring outburst of the world is for a free Iran
long live freedom,,,,,,
long live freedom,,,,,,,,
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Imaginación de color
Perdiste tu vida en mis brazos
por amor y libertad
Que diferencia hace si eras verde, o rojo, blanco o azul
la cosa importante es tu presencia,
la presencia de dolor y grito
el arrebato rugiente del mundo es para un Irán libre
tu eres la voz, tu eres la voz
para la mañana de libertad
eres la voz, eres la voz
para amor y libertad
cuanto es difícil mirarte,
tu, con tus ojos llenos de sangre
Estoy aquí cautivo de mí mismo
separado "de Casa"
hoy te vi, llevando a tu camarada sobre tus hombros
aquí sólo me manifesté aquí, y dije que habías sido engañado
perdóname, perdónanos que somos habladores, vertiginosos y confusos
de todo este arrebato todo que hicimos cantó “Q, Q golpe, golpe”
estábamos llenos de imaginación aquí, tu llevaste un tiro ahí
aquí había una lucha sobre la bandera, tu morías ahí
imagine que te dieron un tiro y moríste en los brazos de nuestra patria
Que diferencia hace se tu eras verde, o rojo, blanco o azul
la cosa importante es tu presencia,
la presencia de dolor y grito
el arrebato rugiente del mundo es para un Irán libre
viva libertad...
viva libertad...
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Don’t cry,
Iran, don’t cry
we are all together
Iran don't scream
we will come back
we have been singing for years, lest Iran gets ruined
we have been saying for years, lest Iran become a meal for leopard & lions
but,,,,but,,,Iran has been ruined for years
This adorable cat has been meal for bad and worst
fellow countryman you are shouting “allaho akbar” from your roof top
remember we were tortured, executed and stoned with “allaho akbar”
sing from the top of damavand and sabalan unity, victory......unity, victory
Iran, don’t cry
we are all together
Iran don't scream
we will be back
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No llores
Irán, no llores
estamos todos juntos
Irán no grites
volveremos
hemos estado cantando durante años, no sea que Irán sea arruinado
hemos estado diciendo durante años, no sea que Irán se haga una comida para leopardo y leones
pero, pero, Irán ha sido arruinado durante años
Este gato adorable ha sido la comida para malo y el peor
compatriota usted grita “allah o akbar” dede su azotea
recuerde que nosotros fuimos torturados, ejecutados y stoned “con allah o akbar”
cante de la cumbre de damavand y unidad sabalan, victoria ...... unidad, victoria
Irán, no llores
estamos todos juntos
Irán no grites
estaremos de vuelta
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