The fantasy of the people that has come to us
Does not come from the stars
To the rescue, fools, the rivers are in flood
You can stay afloat
And it's not my fault if there are executioners
If stupidity exists
If the benches are full of people who are suffering

Up patriots to arms, engage yourselves
Contemporary music, it brings me down

Ayatollah Khomeini for many is sanctity
Always bite the bait
The barricades in the square you make on behalf of the bourgeoisie
That creates false myths of progress
Who do you think we are, for the hair we wear?
We are fireflies that stay in the darkness

Up patriots to arms, engage yourselves
Contemporary music, it brings me down

The empire of music has come to us
Full of lies
Let's retire the artistic directors
The culture workers
And it's not my fault if there are shows
With smoke and laser beams
If the stages are full
Of fools who move

Up patriots to arms, engage yourselves
Contemporary music, it brings me down
It brings me down
Up patriots to arms, engage yourselves

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