Love will stay 
In our hearts 
For our children 
Who screamed against tyrany
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            When the sun rose, the eyes of half of our children were closed to the sun. 
When the sun rose, the other half mourned against the sun. 
When the sun rose, mothers mourned against our beautifull sun. 
And we learned the shinning path to emancipation.
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            With another girl 
She came to the cemetry 
When she was 10 
Angelic face
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            This is the coffin of our city 
5 years old girl 
Without mother 
Without father
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            چشم های شکوفه های سیب برای دختر یتیم گریه میکردند 
کوچه های باغ ها برای یتیم گریه میکردند  
ستارگان جنوبی در فکرتابستان باغ بودند 
چشم های تابستان برای این یتیم خواهد گریست
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