Afshin - Irane man
P: bogzar ghamat ra faryad kesham ey hamvatan
P: ta bedani ke che divanevar doostat midaram P: khofte bar khoonabe gham Irane man
P: ey darighe ghoreshe, shirane Tangestane man
P: tiro shalagh baraye ham khoonane man
P: zakhme goole bar dele yarane man
P: uhhh, zakhme goole bar dele yarane man
P: hamvatan, bar kheez to ey gham khaare man
P: daste to deshne, be doosh guitare man
P: naghsh konid bar koocheha ba khoone kheesh
P: jaan daham amma, namirad khaake man
P: naghsh konim ba khoone kheesh, jaan daham amma nameerad khake manAfshin - Irane man - http://motolyrics.com/afshin/irane-man-lyrics-english-translation.html
P: teshneam, teshneye abhaaye shomalam
P: asheghaam, asheghe reegyahe kariram
P: arezoom, bordaane dar rooze bozorge
P: sange ghabram bashe az Alborze peeram
P: uhhh, sange ghabram bashe az Alborze peeram
P: khofte bar khoonabe gham Irane man
P: ey darighe ghoreshe, shirane Tangestane man
P: tiro shalagh baraye ham khoonane man
P: zakhme goole bar dele yarane man
P: uhhh, zakhme goole bar dele yarane man
Afshin - My Iran (English translation)
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 dieAfshin - Irane man - http://motolyrics.com/afshin/irane-man-lyrics-english-translation.html
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