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#