Do not boast and know that my homeland is like my soul The homeland is my being, my brain and bones It is a worship of drunkenness, the homeland is only love The homeland is like the Kaaba and the sun in my sky May the false imagination of the demons be more foolish! In this land, God is my shelter A thousand dear souls are sacrificed for you, O Iran Your green plateau is alive in my world Your pride, vision, and religion are Ahura's That is why my homeland is the cradle of my hero Safe from the short-sightedness of the enemies Who are heedless and do not know that the homeland is mine That is why I fell in love with my homeland with all my heart and soul Very young, my pure homeland is my fellow language You are the fire that I have drawn with your love, see the flame Because the plain and my dem are the remembrance of my seven singers It is the land of Rostam, Simorgh, and heroes The lion's hump is my home and symbol The peak of the sun and the lion of this struggle It is the symbol of my tulip and powerful flower garden Be high-spirited from it and look at that flower garden That this sacred roar is at the peak of my guard If there is jealousy in your heart, rise up Look at the resonance that is in the expression of It is me What is Vahid and the story of patriotism about faith? The pure hymn of the world, its vastness is my tongue A collection of poems by Sasan Khaksar, penned by Vahid Tavi Sarkani HTTPS://PIN.IT/6KSKQEBHTTPS://PIN.IT/1YDVIDMHTTPS://PIN.IT/1YDVIDM