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Here is Iran

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Here is Iran, A 7000 year old cat
Who lives till it has raw oil
 
Here is a four seasoned country (has all the weathers and rich bioms) but in the heart of its people
It's just the snow of the winter of capitalists
 
Here, mirrors don't show you to you
Look where the cat took me, [so far that] I tell
 
People all walk in their dreams and wishes
They write the destiny for each other
 
Here, the gallow is the punishment for any miss deed
The word 'acting' is the meaning of 'respect'
 
Here, shame is a CD in the hands of your kid
The only hand that takes your hand is the hands of remorse
 
Here, my religion is the reason for my dirty works
You are a criminal and you sentenced your body to imprisonment
 
What do you want to hear from this man
'Sister, put a shroud on your head so I don't get turned on?'
 
Here, the front rows of prayers are only for posts and ranks
The connections blew [the value of] science and experience
 
Here, put on a beard and close your top buttons and your job gets done smoothly
Sheat your dagger and get in the fight scene
 
Here, even speaking of facts is not permitted (rapping is not allowed in Iran)
You have so many problems that you cannot even focus
 
Here, [even] a 10-year-old kid wields a machete
[and now] it's the illness of westernization that hit the generation
 
Here is the soil of my ancestors, My Iran
It keeps getting more ruined every day
 
Why you are used to having the threat of a whip constantly on your back,
when you don't have a star in your night
 
Write down with the blood of starless people
Write down from a youngster who has a prison in his path
 
Write down that it's our destiny to become homeless/vagabond/miserable
Here is Iran, the cat of/at the heart (centre) of the Earth
 
Here, they don't live, they just breathe
They taste the blood of their own brother just on a whim
 
Here, our grandmothers don't tell stories
For the kids are about the end of the story themselves
 
Here, they prefer indebtedness over being hardworking
They even fight over a seat in the subway train
 
Here, the ears of people worship motos
They tell each other you won't find a wilder person than me
 
For the healthy hobby of the youth is smoking cigarettes
Banging girls is just for out of boredom
 
Here is Iran and it's beautiful only from the birds' eyes view (looks like a cat from above, the cat metaphor comes from this)
When you get inside it, there are some topics that is hard not to talk about
 
Here, the only place to talk about politics is in a cab
Even the engineers of the country are just putting shine on people's shoes [as their job instead of being employed]
 
Here, all of our elites took scholarships to be in the west
Even if they want to leave, they have to reason with their hearts to accept it
 
Here, everybody behaves like soldiers
Even the birds don't feel like flying
 
Here, everybody has one god to pray to
Nobody thinks of you as long as you are alive
 
Next to every straight path, there are thousands of dead ends
You have no future because Iran's generation is ill
 
Till you start moving the ones behind run you over
So easily hardships make you old
 
It's my eyes that get wet from sorrow once again
I drop the pen my hand has no energy in it anymore
 
Only with proceeding in the path, you can reach somewhere
Here, for reaching [the wishes you have] there is no other way but to go (leave the country)
 
Here is the soil of my ancestors, My Iran
It keeps getting more ruined every day
 
Why you are used to having the threat of a whip constantly on your back,
when you don't have a star in your night
 
Write down with the blood of starless people
Write down from a youngster who has a prison in his path
 
Write down that it's our destiny to become homeless/vagabond/miserable
Here is Iran, the cat of/at the heart (centre) of the Earth
 

this is Iran

This is Iran a 7000 year old cat
That is alive as long as it has crude oil
here there are 4 seasons
But in the hearts of its citizens
the only capital is the snow of winter
Here the mirrors do not show you yourself
Look where they have dragged my cat, I mean
That all the citizens are walking in their dreams
They dictate each other's fate
Here the gallows are the penalty for any deviation
The word pretense is the meaning of respect
Here reputation is a disc in your son's possession
What you are left with is remorse
Here my religion is the excuse for my dirty work
You are a criminal and you have sentenced your body to prison
What would you like to hear from this mankind,
sister, cover you head so I won't be tempted?
Here the first line of the prayer indicates post and status
connections destroyed knowledge and experience
Here you will grow a beard and button up the collar
And you're on track
Pull out the knife and enter the danger zone
There is no permission here to tell the truth
You already have so many problems to worry about
Here a 10 year old boy has a knife in his hand
the disease of westernization has struck his generation
 
This is the land of my ancestors, my Iran
Every day is getting worse and worse
Why did you got used to live with a whip above your head?
While you do not have a star in your nights, yes
write with the blood of the starless citizens
write about the young man that a prison stands in his background
Write that our destiny is to wander
This is Iran, the cat of the heart of the earth
 
Here people are not living, they are only breathing
They taste with pleasure the taste of their brothers' blood
Here our grandmothers do not tell stories
After all, the children have already reached the end of the story
Here favors are preferred over effort
People get into a confrontation even on the seat in the train
Here the ears of the people worship the slogans
Saying to each other 'You will not find anyone fiercer than me'
After all, the healthy pastime of young people is to smoke cigarettes
They sleep with women due to unemployment
This is Iran and it's beautiful when you look at it from above
When you go inside, there are things you can't help but talk about
Here the place to talk about politics is only in the taxi
The state's engineer works in car waxing
Here all our geniuses have scholarships in the West
Even if they do not want to leave, they have to convince their hearts
Here everyone adopts gestures of a soldier
Even the birds do not want to fly
Here everyone prays in a different direction
No one thinks of you as long as you are alive
Next to every straight road there are a thousand roads that lead to nowhere
You have no future because the generation of Iran is sick
When you will want to move, you will be run over by those behind you
Very simply, the difficulties make you grow old
My eyes water again from sorrow
I drop the pen, I have no power left in my hands
Only by making progress you can get somewhere
Here to get somewhere there is no other way but to leave
 
This is the land of my ancestors, my Iran
Every day is getting worse and worse
Why did you got used to live with a whip above your head?
While you do not have a star in your nights, yes
write with the blood of the starless citizens
write about the young man that a prison stands in his background
Write that our destiny is to wander
This is Iran, the cat of the heart of the earth