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Silence the air smells of iron and honey
Count the stars above the Persian Gulf before the rain begins
Steel birds peck at the jade light
In the desert where a bazaar once stood, now only silhouettes remain
The devil wears not red — he wears a gray suit
He whispers to the hounds “Bite — this is your business
Across the ocean in a seashell, where kings hold their ball
They count souls as gold, and conscience is dust within
Where laughter rang yesterday, today a raven circles
And the Hebrew sword trembles, poised above the world
This is not a war — it’s a hunt for shadows!
Children’s arms are broken like lilac stems!
Hounds unleashed for the green of paper notes
Who cares about the cries of “Stop!”?
We see the earth weep beneath treads of steel
Old women count the minutes they were denied
The whole world is a courtroom, and in mirrors — darkness
Where Europe’s conscience has long been unclean!
But at midnight over Tehran a lion of rust rises
Each blow gives birth to a hundred new wrathful children
Here stones breathe fire that cannot be burned out
Iran asks for no mercy — its faith is whole
You thought gunpowder would wash away our children’s tears?
No, every drop of their blood is on the whetstone of swords
Children of darkness, you forgot that ashes can burn
And walls of roses turn into steel and copper
This is not a war — it’s a hunt for shadows!
But in every trench, millions of lilacs rise!
Hounds unleashed, but the chain is short
Here every infant will remember their faces forever
We see the earth weep, but the earth does not surrender
From every grave, like a phoenix, fire will burst forth
The whole world is a courtroom, and the verdict is ready
Darkness shall not swallow the light of ancient fathers
Tell me, soldier, do you hear the mullahs’ cry?
Or does your “smart” scope see only holes?
Freedom — the freedom you sell for oil and gas
Will turn here into a desert, where a diamond is hidden
And children still reach their palms toward the cold moon
But instead of ashes — fire that has awoken from the depths
Shadows retreating
The jade moon rises