To the Fallen Tulip

I was 7 when revolution happened. And this was my favorite revolution song by Mojtaba Mirzadeh (مجتبی میرزاده). A few years later; when music was banned, I taught myself to play this song on a little melodica. This was the only kind of music we were allowed to perform in school; although I remember clearly when the "guidance!" teacher interrupted us, in grade 6, when we performed بهاران خجسته باد (listen here), a "communist" composition!!

To the fallen tulip,

to the martyr who washed hands off of his life,

to the last cry,

to the trembling tears of mother ,

we swear,

that our path

shall be your path,

you, martyr.

All forward,

all ahead

united voices:

Viva our dear Iran.

[To the last breath, we shall follow your path, you, Martyr].

To the notion of freedom,

to the moment you died

to the torn apart heart

to the martyr who fell in blood

we swear,

that our path

shall be your path,

you, martyr.

All forward,

all ahead

united voices:

Viva our dear Iran.

[To the last breath, we shall follow your path, you, Martyr].

To the comrades who have resolved,

to the oppressed who are faithful,

to the fatigued who are courageous,

to the courageous who are committed,

we swear,

that our path

shall be your path,

you, martyr.

All forward,

all ahead

united voices:

Viva our dear Iran.

به لاله در خون خفته

شهيد دست از جان شسته

قسم به فرياد آخر

به اشك لرزان مادر

(كه راه ما ، راه تو اي شهيد )

همه به پيش ، همه به پيش ، به يك صدا

جاويدان ايران عزيز ما

قسم به اسم آزادي

به لحظه اي كه جان دادي

به قلب از هم پاشيده

شهيد در خون غلطيده

.... كه تا آخرين نفس ، راهت را ادامه خواهيم داد، اي شهيد ...

قسم به عزم هم رزمان

ستمكشان با ايمان

به خستگان جان بركف

دلاوران با ايمان

(كه راه مآ، راه تو اي شهيد )

همه به پيش ، همه به پيش ، به يك صدا

جاويدان ايران عزيز ما