Mosaddegh - Shahin Najafi

احمدآباد من را به من پس بده مصدق کجایی

احمدآباد من را به من پس بده مصدق کجایی

دو دست لباست کو مرد دو دست لباست کو؟

نفس تنگی از جنگ و ننگ سیاستخو

آه مصدق

پس از تو کرامت درخت شد

پس از تو ارس در صمد غرق شد

پس از تو روی تپه های خون بیجان بیجان

شکفته شد

قلمها شکسته شد

نه سود بود

نه رود بود

سه چیز بود

گلوله بود

گلوله بود

گلوله بود

سه چیز بود

گلوله بود

گلوله بود

گلوله بود

سه چیز بود

گلوله بود

گلوله بود

گلوله بود

Ahmedabad, give me back. Where are you, Mossadegh?

Ahmedabad, give me back. Where are you, Mossadegh?

Who is wearing two hands? Who is a man wearing two hands?

Shortness of breath from war and shame of politicians

آه مصدق

After you became the dignity of the tree

After you, Aras drowned in Samad

After you on the hills of lifeless blood

It blossomed

The pens were broken

It was not a profit

It was not a river

There were three things

It was a bullet

It was a bullet

It was a bullet

There were three things

It was a bullet

It was a bullet

It was a bullet

There were three things

It was a bullet

It was a bullet

It was a bullet