It was thirty years ago that #Shah cried and left…
People were pouring sweets and chocolates in the street.
How many children were shouting, the king ran away and got on a cart…!
Another wise man was yelling at me…!
Without knowing what they are replacing
Without knowing who is coming and what plans he has for them
People stopped the cars and didn’t let the driver off until they started dancing…!
They had removed the picture of the king from the banknotes and were happily showing it to each other
They didn’t know that Shah’s photo was the credit of those papers…!
Until that day, every dollar was seven to one toman…!
Until that day, every toman is valuable…!
Until that day, our Iran was the fifth military power in the world
Until that day, hijab was free and the right of our mothers was the same as ours
Until that day, it was Knowledge Corps
We had a song until that day
Until that day, food was free!
Until that day, you were given a scholarship by the government to continue your education!
Until that day, our entry to all places on earth was free and hassle-free!
Until that day, he was a Muslim in the mosque and a drinker in the pub!
Until that day, no mother was waiting for her child to return from the war!
Until that day, there was no father at the grave of his martyred son
Until that day, the streets were colorful!
Until that day, our sisters were safe in the streets!
Until that day, our athletes will not have to sell juice!
Until that day, nobody had been splashed with acid
Until that day, they had not raped a girl before the execution!
Until that day, they had not executed a 17-year-old child!
Until that day, oil money had not been spent in Lebanon, Palestine, Syria and Iraq!
Until that day, Iran had credibility, respect and authority!
And years have passed since that day…
People no longer refer to the Shah as Mammad Demagh
Rather, they sigh and say, may God forgive him…!
May the light fall on his grave…
Life is worthless!
Money became worthless…!
Unleash the dollar
Barakat is also gone!
Water and electricity were not free!
Our spirituality also went to the wind…!
Dancing became a crime…!
It was a crime…!
The tour became popular…!
It’s a crime to have fun…!
My clothes are messed up…!
My makeup is messed up…!
The party was a crime…!
Eating became a crime…!
Drinking became a crime…!
He looked at it and it was a crime…!
Love became a crime…!
The protest became a crime…!
Sports became a crime…!
I burst out laughing…!
We are in the grip of our own unwise actions
9,000 unemployed doctors, 7 million unemployed youth, 8 million displaced people in the world
Out of every 10 marriages, 6 divorces, 6 million addicts. 68% depression, reaching the age of prostitution at 13 years old, annual sales of 13,000 kidneys, 42% below the poverty line.
And in the end, the value of our mother’s life was half of the left testicle of a mule!!
Oh freedom, if you ever reach our land
in the form of an old man in black, with a white beard and a black robe
Don’t come with a strange accent and Arab culture and cold eyes
Do not tell us about death, do not go to the cemetery
The cemetery is the end, it should not be the beginning
This time, don’t put anything in anyone’s mouth, don’t break your promise
Don’t put oil on our tables, leave our bread on our tables
Don’t talk about free water and electricity, talk about human effort
Talk about construction and prosperity, don’t talk about blind commitment
Say about expertise, knowledge and passion, oh freedom, oh freedom
If one day you reach our land, come with joy, come with joy
Come with a black tent, stones and a beard, with songs, music and colors
Don’t come with big guns in the hands of little children, come with flowers and kisses and books
Don’t talk about piety, war and martyrdom, talk about humanity, peace and courage
Your price is the heaviest price in the world, so this time come with awareness, come with awareness
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