Текст песни Fajeeh

Sleep, my gentle friend
Sleep, O resurrected martyr
Sleep, O ye in rosy slumber
Sleep, immersed in your blood
The red silence of your grave
Foreshadows the greatness of Nineveh (for Iran)
In this humid cemetery
There is a hailstorm of death
In this slaughter-house,
No reason for sobbing and weeping
Silence of despair at home
Attack of death in the alleys
All breasts bare
All faces bloodied
All hands empty
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They are being slaughtered
In this bloody desert
Brothers separated
Fathers without sons
O ye nameless martyr
Sleep, for many will sing
Lullabies for you
Sleep, for you are awake
In this ravaged land of yours
That has turned into a desert
In your memory, your future brothers
Will build rose gardens here
In your mourning, in this slaughter-house
No reason for sobbing and weeping
Silence of rage at home
Attack of death in the alleys Submitter's comments:  From the "Nadim" album.