Cyrus, O Lion of Persian Life

Cyrus, you Persian lion, your words are true

O pure, happy air, you have decorated the harmony of your country

Pure Aryan blood in your skin, pious Mehromah in your head

The shining song of Mazda is on the edge of the plain of the water of your companion

We all have our eyes on you because we have gathered your advice

Your way is to seek salvation, not to sleep in a dark dream

Cyrus, my soul, I sacrifice your way in my heart and my mind

Because you are wise, you become a man in body and soul

Make the eyes of Gati good, hold hands tight

You raised yourself like a tree in the restoration of people

You thought people were yours, you planted the seed of wisdom on the earth

You had the goal of truth, you reduced the enemies of the people

To whom it is through our eyes, until it finds its way into our hands

I have seen you in my dream, I have kissed you in my dream

I am wrapped in your air, I have drunk the love of your heart

Cyrus, great Persian man, Cyrus, soul and spirit of truth

Cyrus, you planted the good seed of reconciliation in Gati

You brightened the silence because you had love in your heart