Arab invasion of Iran in Shahnameh (Rostam Farrokhzad)

Shahnameh » Kingdom of Yazdgerd » Part 2

Omar Saad Waqas with the army
He sent to fight against the king

Cho became aware of Zan Sokhon Yazgerd
On all sides, the army gathered

Tell me the way to Port Hormuzd
He marches and fights with the army

that Rustam had a bad name and was awake
He was wise and well-rounded

He was a number star and very intelligent
He gave two ears to his words

He took away the precious things
Whoever they were, awake and round

Come on, thirty months have passed
They are all fighting in Qadisi

A lot of troops were killed on both sides
Sepe once again did not turn back

He knows Rostam Shamar Sepehr
The star was numbered and with love

He also said that Kain is not ready to fight
The water of kings is not like this

He brought Salab and Akhtar
The day began without a hitch

A letter to a brother
He wrote and memorized all the words

He first created the servant
Kezo saw good and bad times

Another said that the rotation of the sky
Be a researcher of people, suspicious

A sinner in my time
I'm going to trap you

that this house is empty from the kingdom
Not during victory and culture

Look at the sun
Let's hurry our war

Bahram and Venus bite us
Don't pass the long wheel

The same Tir and Kivan were equal
Mercury has become a double sign

It is so and there is a big thing ahead
May everyone be satisfied with his own life

Let's see everything
I will choose raw weights

I cried for the Iranians
I was also killed by the Sassanians

Avoid this head and crown and this throne
Don't be afraid of this greatness and this fortune

Kazin, so defeat comes from Tazian
Do not star except for loss

Let four hundred years pass
No one counted Gitti's eggs

It was sent to me by them
Any kind of speech on the forum

which is from Qadisi to the mouth of the stream
Let's forgive the land with Shahriar

Let's go one by one
Where is the market place?

Know how to buy and sell things
Therefore, we do not ask for more

We accept it, we are expensive
Let's not ask him to run

Let's order the emperor
If he wants us to take hostages

This is not words and deeds
It is not full of curvy circulation

Breen was also a war every time
To be killed a hundred thousand Daman

Elders who are at war with me
Don't look at his words

Cho Miroi is Tabari and Chon is Armenian
They are at war with the cult of Ahrameni

Chu Kalboi Suri and this Mehtran
who have gopals and expensive wands

All the heads that he killed
to Iran and Mazandaran

If there are borders and paths, if good and bad
It should be replaced with a mace and a sword

Let's try and hire a man
Let's make the roots of the world narrow and tangled

No one knows the secret of Sepehr
It turned out differently to Mehr

When you read a letter, you kill wisdom
Pay and settle with Mehtran

All rounders want anything
The worshiper and the robe sat down

Hemitaz to Azar Abadgan
Instead of the elders and the free

Hemi don't flock, whatever you have, Zasep
Go to Ganjur Azargashsp

From Zabulistan, Garz, Iran, Sepah
Anyone who comes will want a woman

Take it and bring it to mehr
Keep it and turn it around

From joy and happiness
A time of ups and downs

Tell your mother what I said
Don't see meraniz Roy

Greetings, thank you very much
Don't laugh at Gitti

My pig is not aware of someone's flour
Don't be sad enough

So much so that inside the house of sponge
Someone who put a treasure with suffering hand

When he comes, the saddle of the world will pass
From that suffering, he suffered another

Always oriented towards Yazdan worshipers
Pay attention to the saddle of Sepanji Sarai

which came to the narrowness of the times
Don't see me, Zain, then Shahriar

You are with everyone who was from our soot
If he was old, if he died, he would have been born

All pray before Yazdan
Praise him in the dark night

Try and be forgiving too
Eating something left for tomorrow

that I have a hard time with Sepahi
I am in pain and sadness

I will not be freed from this in the end
May God bless the land of Iran

Cho Gitti should miss Shahriar
You are a precious treasure, body and soul

A famous and respected seed maker
No one left except Shahriar Boland

Don't try to be lazy
We are not part of Getty

It is enough for the Sassanians to remember him
So they should not see anyone's sperm

He spared this head and crown and this seal
That will be the royal throne

Be your father and be harmless
Take care of yourself

Grav comes to him
Put the aggressive person to the sword

Cho is equal to the throne of the pulpit
All the names of Bubakr and Omar

May these long sufferings be blamed
There is a long slope before Faraz

No bed, no sight, no city
Z Akhtar, all the whips are right

When the day comes to a long day
Shame on Shah Gond Faraz

Wear a black band for them
Diba hides it on top of the hat

No bed, no crown, no golden shoes
Not a gem, not an officer, not on the door

He met the suffering of one another
It is not the same for giving and forgiving

At night, a spring will shine on them
Latent to roar someone

The recipient of their day is another
The waist is on the middle and the head is on the head

Go back to the agreement and the truth
Honor the crookedness and deficiency

Get off, warrior people
Laugh and talk on the ride

The war farmer should be artless

Race and art are rare

Steal all this from that and that from this
They do not know about the curse

Hidden is worse than revealed
The heart of their king is broken

It should be considered father over son
The son is also a solution to the father

Be the artless servant of Shahriar
Race and size do not matter

There is no one faithful to Gitti
May the soul and tongues be filled with persecution

From Iran, Turks, and Tazians
A race will emerge among them

He was neither a peasant nor a Turk nor a greyhound
The words were a joke

All the treasures are hidden under the skirt
die and give effort to the enemy

He was a scholar and an ascetic
Try it until it comes to your taste

To reveal sorrow and passion
that happiness at the time of Bahram Gur

No celebration, no happiness, no effort, no desire
All sports and livestock solutions

The father brought a wire with the son of Kane
Curd stew and covered with a blanket

People's loss after their profit
Seek and find religion

Spring and winter will not appear
They don't want to see Ramesh

Let this story pass a lot
Do not look towards freedom

Let the blood be shed after the request
May the days of Mahan be reduced

My heart was full of blood and my face turned yellow
The mouth is dry and the lips are azure

that I was a hero from among
This is how the fortunes of the Sasanians became dark

Such a disloyal Sepehr patrol
Visit the fort and take mehr to us

Sharpen me with an iron arrow
Don't work naked

The same razor that cuts the neck of the elephant and the lion
You didn't look at the garlic sore

Hemi skin battle on whips
Because of knowledge, I came to loss after loss

I wish you were not this wise
You are not a good or bad thinker

Elders who are in Qadisi
They are big and are hostile to whips

They think that Cain will be out more
The enemy of the earth will be Jehun River

No one is aware of Sepehri's secret
They don't know that Cain's suffering is not short

What a waste of time
What is the benefit of suffering and campaign?

May you be blessed brother
May the heart of the king of Iran be happy for you

that this Qadisi is my grave
The shroud is hot and the blood is my hat

This is the secret of the long sphere
You close my heart to my pain

Two views of Zshah Jahan
Redeem yourself in the campaign

This day of Ahrmani will come soon
Don't turn the enemy around

Cho sent a letter to Mehr Ander and said
May God bless you

who took this letter to his brother
Say whatever you want