National poems
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This homeland is the cradle of Ahura, if they find out, the line of God is unique, if they find out
This homeland is the cradle of Ahura. If they find the line of God, it is one. If they find it, it is the plain of love, from which the smell of love rises. The seal is in our dowry. If they find our plain, it is sad with the blood of their soldiers. The witness is the desert tulip. If they find it, there is no hatred or bloodshed in us.…
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Although fire is the gift of Alexander the Greek
Although the fire is the gift of Alexander the Greek, the firewood of this burning history is Iranian, in the theater of history, our only real job is to appear in the role of a victim. Recently, they have understood my tone of hatred, although this blood of tears is from the Sassanid era. silk…
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My Iran, in memory of the exile of my homeland's soldiers in the Qadisiyah war - a national ballad
Iran is my Aryan land, my pure land, the dust still smells of blood, but it smells of jealousy… How strange is the voice of a mother echoing in the wind, oh lion of the men of my land, what has happened that has fallen to the ground, what has happened that is sleeping in the blade, this voice is a familiar voice, the voice of a mother is restless, a mother who…
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Sing Iran
Poet and sender:Amir Hossein Kowsari Sing Iran, O free Iranian and Iran singer, Neman! In the trap of every displaced person, sing the life of Iran, always stable, Iran, always eternal, Iran, always new … Iran will always remain new, never fall from the language of Iranians, you will be a guest of Iran, forever burning in the sun…
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