You think Its Over, I think Its only beginning I can write you a song, You can play, You can sing And Ill bring you the sun, Ill Bring you the moon I sing with rainy accent, but first them Ive Known Ill bring you my words in my toon Ill bring you an orange blow
IRAN IRAN, My Dearest One IRAN IRAN, My Only One What Have They Done, To You IRAN Rise up
For Darkness of the butterflies massacre , You Rise up, Rise up, Rise up For the woken arc of bazaar, Rise up For rainbows our children will write in the sky, Rise up For smiling roses in the mirror town, Rise up
But the price the black shirts will pay, Is more than I can say No matter sooner or later, It will be one day
IRAN IRAN, My Dearest One IRAN IRAN, My Only One What Have They Done, To You IRAN Rise up
For the greening the wines into red, Rise up For a hungry aligns into the biggest bread, Rise up For the secure-tion of love under the apple trees, Rise up For a volant we should free them whose hanging by afraid, Rise up
But the price the black shirts will pay, Is more than I can say No matter sooner or later, It will be one day
