World of lies

[world of lies]

O God, I am sick of this wind

I am free and unaware of myself

I have not tasted anything from the world of lies

I have come to you with tears and mourning

I have not come for fame and name

No, I have come for a message

I gave you my heart without knowing why

I didn't see anyone familiar with the world except you

Whatever it was, it passed by me

You are the only one with a big heart

I have come tired from the world

With a lonely heart to the shelter of the world

Although it is a sin and the fault is in me

You are the one who is loyal to me

You are the essence of my life

Have mercy on my bewildered heart

#Behnam_Mohtarami

Rope

[rope]

someone every day me

till you have feet

He imagines

He excuses the rope

and its absence

The reason for surviving the execution

and me

every day

in silent silence

i will die

not once

Not a complete death

But thousands of incomplete deaths

Along his gaze

he stands

And he watches me

without knowing

The handsless killer is my everyday

No, it bleeds

No, he shouts

there is only

And that's it

Executes the sentence

I fall every day

I sink into myself

In no one after the fall

And he

It will come back tomorrow

with the same look

With the same silence

With the rope not being the same

And I open

You didn't come

I will be entrusted

#Behnam_Mohtarami

Majnoon cried

She cried madly at night

Blood fell from the sight of Hajar Yar

Go to the door of God

O hidden knower, teller of secrets

Why did you set fire to my chest?

Did you fall in love with me?

If the end of this path was pain

Why was the beginning of that smile?

A call came from the throne of glory

That you are lost in illusion

I am the love that blew into your soul

He felt the light of joy in his heart

I am the secret that runs in your blood

I went into hiding because life is hidden

You consider Lily as my symbol

Enjoy the sun in the shade

His face is a mirror of mine

The sound of love is my conversation

I am the passion that sat in your soul

which reached from the dust to the misery

If you have a crush on him

You haven't come out yet

From the love of the earth to the heavens

Guide the heart to the pure

I am that endless sea of light

You are confused and far away from the drop in demand

You passed Lily at night

You see me in every leaf and lip

Know that every love is pure and clear

He brought his lover to Vasal

There was no Lily and no name

May love be eternal

Let the curtain rise finally

Do not see except me, dear man

that from the beginning to the end of the way

I am a lover, I am a refuge

#behnammohtarami#

Iranian lion

Iranian lion

Ghorio Delir came to the field

Cho Alborz rose Iran Cho Shir

On the one hand, the Zionists are cunning

On the one hand, America for the sake of the name

with trickery and fire with iron and arrows

Agitated on the old lion's grove

But the lion of Iran is loud

Keep the border and keep the fence

Kai wind roared and deceived

You don't have dominion over the soil of the sun

Not from the fear of the storm, not from the hot wound

Wrap up the mane of Azarcharagh

He has opened his grudge

From the elusive roar from Faraz's neck

One has the name of America on its flag

One is the Zionist stamp on his knowledge

But the lion said to the earth

There is no oppression in the heart of the pure land

If it gets dark, it's night

May the dawn rise from the heart of the mountains

that Iran is a lion in the campaign

May God bless you and Yar

#Behnam_Mohtarami#

Iranian lion

Iranian lion

Ghorio Delir came to the field

Cho Alborz rose Iran Cho Shir

On the one hand, the Zionists are cunning

On the one hand, America for the sake of the name

with trickery and fire with iron and arrows

Agitated on the old lion's grove

But the lion of Iran is loud

Keep the border and keep the fence

Kai wind roared and deceived

You don't have dominion over the soil of the sun

Not from the fear of the storm, not from the hot wound

Wrap up the mane of Azarcharagh

He has opened his grudge

From the elusive roar from Faraz's neck

One has the name of America on its flag

One is the Zionist stamp on his knowledge

But the lion said to the earth

There is no oppression in the heart of the pure land

If it gets dark, it's night

May the dawn rise from the heart of the mountains

that Iran is a lion in the campaign

May God bless you and Yar

#Behnam_Mohtarami#

Caron,s guard

Caron's guard

In the name of God

that gives free people passion and purity

Chu Iranzmin was in grief and fear

The hearts of the people were filled with anxiety

From all sides, a cloud of trickery blew

It was hidden in the curtain of a hundred kinds of secrets

Karun roared into a long wave

O man of Iran, don't be poor

Lest the stranger come by force

Your clean soil is dark and salty

In that plain, there is a man standing on a mountain

In the name of Abdul Sarafraz and Yar

He did not want gold from the throne, nor wire and treasure

which was freedom, capital and suffering

He was gathered by Deliran Il

To a man, Chu Azar is as fast as a flood

He said this and died with pride

The homeland should not be left to others

If the wind of sedition blows from the ambush

Let's stay like a mountain on this earth

Do not give up out of fear

We don't want to make a pact with our enemies

that Iran was an eternal mother

May these brave souls be sacrificed.

The sound of chickens came from the grove

who saw a difficult time ahead

Hami said the old man late at night

Let the day of blood be the day of sword and arrow

If the man is not in the field, he is brave

Let the garden of Iran be captured by the desert.

The fog has cleared from the heart of the sky

The dust of suspicion arose from all sides

Abdul called to his companions

It's time to test when it's bad

Fasten your zeal belt

that the enemy threw an ax at the root of fortune

Not for the sake of name and not for the sake of bread

May Iran remain forever young

In this way, the first sheet was widened

A man who loves his country

This was still the first step

that rises from every side of the sound of the fan

Then the second book will appear

They turned around and disappeared from the ambush

On the plains, on the mountain, and on the river

Let the roar of the Cho Dud army come.

Mohamrah, Shab Karon

The sun was hidden from the mountains and plains

The cloud cast blackness on the river and killed it

That wave of Karun Cho Shir roared

that carries the sound of swords and arrows

In Mohamrah, the army's call was raised

That came the time of battle and battle

Abdul Delir is the guardian of the soil

Belted with agile people

He said this to the group of men

May the soil of Iran be humiliated

If he dies, the name of Iran will remain

If he dies, the pledge of friends will remain.

Chu night closed the water and the wind

Sepahi z Nizar shouted

The roaring riders arrived from all sides

Brave people blew from all sides

Karun was upset by Sam'stor

By lightning and trumpet blast

Among the ships, that Khan is tired

Sitting in his own thoughts

He was neither sleepy nor in the mood

Hami was moaning about that water and mud

Abdul Chubarq from among the army

He came to the action of the sun and the moon

He said: It was not easy for the blood

Because of this, no city was destroyed

Close his hand but it doesn't sting

that Iran does not want to hold a grudge

They passed through Karun to Isfahan

On difficult roads and mountains and borders

Chu is near the city of that brave man

He descended from the horse like a lion and a wolf

He told his companions to leave now

Let this be a captive from the midst of calamity

History itself is the judge of this

He writes to future generations

I didn't get it from Keen, nor from Behrganj

that Iran did not remain a prisoner of two sufferings

He said and untied the rope

He released it due to the grace of the times

That brave young man stood far away

He kept the caravan on its way

Hami said with the wind of the plain and Sepehr

Let Iran stay, let Mehr stay

that whoever enters this soil is oppressed

Finally, the day and the tail will turn from him.

Marriage of Abdul and Nist Darjahan Bahrami

In the name of God the sun and the moon

Iran was the base thanks to his grace

Chu Abdul, brave, heart-aware, Dehr

It appeared on the back of the seal and on the lap of the seal

He loved the old country

The name of Iran is on the lips and the heart is full of passion

You do not ask for gold, nor crowns and jewels

All his wish is to glorify this land

In those days, there was hope

A flower sprouted from the grass

Negar Bahar is not in that world

Cho Meh in Bagh and Hesar Shabestan

To the long knowledge and to the familiar seal

His heart is bright with light and peace

Abdul's eyes fell on him

He gave his heart and everything he had

They said no, from the treasure, the palace, and the back

It was about Iran and soil and trees

under the sphere and as evidence of time

The two hearts made a lasting pact

Someone said that I sacrificed my life for my country

Another said, you are my soul and body companion

The connection between the sun and the moon

Collapsed on the soil of Pegah Iran

The brave men gathered together

According to the agreement of a man according to the religion of Dem

Who is the guardian of his homeland

It was his dedication and cheapness

They sang together loudly

May the homeland not be under chains

And that house became the center of love and peace

The house of hope and the house of loyalty

By the grace of Almighty God

It became the source of love and cuteness

And from that house the children of Chu Noor

He shone on the roof of this border

The sweet blossom of the garden of hope

That his smile blew the buds

Young Arslan Chu Shir Jian

Brave and proud and enemy breakers

Shiroviyeh is wise and has a clear conscience

The dark night light of a teacher

Salat is a symbol of loyalty and giving

May his name be well remembered

And Siddiqa, that pure lady

Chu rain mercy on the world

It happened that from the seal of Yar and Yar

There is a light in this day and age

which was eternal until the name of Iran

Let the story of those lovers remain

Shirmardi arrived from Eilat

The mountain trembled from its awe

Abdul that brave rider of time

Guardian of the borders and hearts of the people

There was no gold chain, no throne and crown

All his wishes are glory and Raj

He heard it in a house on the other side of the city

A burning light nest

He was a girl whose name is not in the world

Chu moonlight in the sky at night

Father, Farajullah is a wise man

who suffered in the way of the constitution

He was famous for his wisdom and knowledge

The light of politics was in that house

Chu Abdul went to visit that house

The heart went to Farzaneh from Mehr of that month

No, their bond is based on wire and gold

which is from the love of Iran, soil and art

Faraj said: If the arm of manhood

It reaches knowledge, the result of freedom.

Abdul bowed his head in respect

Zafar did not remain without a wise opinion.

It happened that the bond of love and wisdom

He created a new ritual for a house

One blade on the floor for battle

One vote for hope

They said about that promise, old and young

who became one in the world for fighting and wisdom

#Behnam_Mohtarami#

Homayun zadegan zahra

Humayun Zadegan Zahra

In the name of God the sun and the moon

which is decorated with gate to give and to the way

Z. Ahmad came up with two tall cedars

Two brilliant suns

Two gems from the sea of God's grace

Two blades of certainty in the line of prophets

Humayunzadegan Zahra do Shir

Two heartwarming rounds of two brave men

One is Hassan Farrokh Forough, for sure

The lamp of wisdom adorns the religious people

Degar Hossein that Lieutenant General Sawar

That trembled from the call of the times

Chu Mehr came out of Zahra's lap

His light is more than the sun and the face

They forced Haider's arm

He was blinded by their awe

Chu Hasan Aide blows from Safa's door

It gives loyalty to every heart of Golestan

Chu Hussain came into the middle of the battle

The heart of the mountain trembled with fear

Two Shah Humayun, two crowns of honor

Two seas of kindness, two targets

They are not only from the generation of the Prophet

who fly on the throne of Yazdan Chu Akhtar

Homayunzadegan Zahra named

They instilled ritual and taste

If Ferdowsi writes this story

He sings and praises his long name

Iran and Islam are from him Forough

It has taken forever

May God's blessings be upon you

On those two tall imams of the community

which was up to the revolving wheel on the circuit

Their names were alive in the past

#Behnam_Mohtrami

Abdul is not in the world

Abdul is not in the world

To the day when the circle of time sat down

From the merry-go-round, fate came and is

Two names emerged from the heart of the day

One is Abdul from a famous family

His father Ismail, Asmanzad Kouh

which was in his chest Azar Shkoveh

Change the Iranian girl to Farrah Boland

[Not in the world] they gave him admonition

His mother Iran Cho Darya Noor

who was in his life a patient love

Father of Farajullah Bahrami Setreg

From him, songs and leaves were written

The seal of two lines, the connection of life

One of them is an eternal promise

In that palm grove to the lap of the plain

A new story passed through the heart of Iran

Khorramabad is the land of fire

The story drips from his stone

They built a fortress there

The barracks were heartbroken

Not of raw stone from a steadfast heart

Because of zeal, because of the pact, because of the love of the land

Abdul stepped on that soil

that here was the border between wakefulness and memory

Say: Iran, you are my soul

You are my crown, sword and faith

And [not in the world] that white cedar

His heart was set on fire because of love for the country

He said: This fortress is not a house

which is the religion of legendary men

They made a pact in front of the mountain

That covenant became higher than the moon and the well

He was surrounded by young men

Everyone's heart became a mountain

No fear, no fear, no broken color

that Iran sat in this eternal covenant

This is how the name of Abdul and that writer remained

To date, like Naqsh Zarinnagar

If every mountain hears this sound

He should say: Khrushhid Iranfaza

#Behnam _Mohtarami#Abdel is not in the world#

His door

his door

He became aware of the plains of Iran

that rose from anger and curse

One is a bad-tempered demon named Mordechai

His heart is darker than fire, smoke and cup

He wanted to reach the border of ancient Iran

Be torn to pieces by makr and sedition

to the circulation of the army of demons

From darkness and hatred and enemies

On the other side of the Maghrib Sea

His two parasites are from the family of Demon and Kane

They sat down to a pact in the tar dinner

to destroy that Darfash and Diyar

They said - it must be this boom and bar

Become dust and ashes from passion and evil

Not because of culture

Not from enlightened warriors

Not from Persepolis remained the work

Not from the fire of Mehr and the ritual of gold

The news was hidden to a brave man

The generation of justice, the old gentleman

His heart is pure like a mountain spring

His soul is like the sun in the day

Listen to that demonic secret

He was upset by that machination and that enmity

Khrushhid Kai, the border of Pak Iran

Do not perish under the poison

Do not let Iran be destroyed

His Golestan becomes a stormy plain

Don't hesitate to give this culture

which falls into the clutches of the raging wind

So he is proud of himself

Elevation on the peak of Razm and Kish

Iran's young people go on a tour of Cho Koh

They followed the group's lawsuit

An earthquake fell from their step

Falak was stunned by their end

But the devil and Dezhkhim and Lashkar Faraz

They were ambushed by secret means

Darkness shot at him from all sides

They were jealous of his blood

Fatad that brave from the lineage of Wafa

But that light did not die

His blood dripped inside that pure soil

Thousands of brave people came out of the abyss

Someone shouted from the mountain

That Iran does not become a prisoner of dust

Neither a parasite nor an evil demon

Not those haters of dark vision

Stay from the brave ones on the right path

Stay away from Iran

It is not necessary to destroy Iran

Be captured by destruction and storm

May the children of Iran stand up

The world descends before its destiny.

#Behnam_Mohtrami#