We are baked bread and salt


You creepy looking at the costume

Honey moon! My God and you are Allah

Is the day of the feast and the qnoot is my prayer and you

I am from Jude and Jebroot, my God and you

What is cobra and majesty? Yes yes

Have no pardon or mercy from the sea

And Al-Shorr who visited me a month

And Allah hid my sins hidden

The secret of Ramadan was closed

The Magic of Dawn is the Mystery of Ramadan

Good night, the night is dead

We did not like to know you a little night

Go to the Holy Qur’an

Lil’at al-Qadr and the song “Beck Allahsh”

We drove the night crying to the jelly’s voice

“Baali Ba’ali Ba’ali Ba’ali”

We got tainted with eternal and eternal meaning

Bahisin Ben Ali Bahin Ben Ali

Hard to miss you! Ramadan!

O my love, this heart, Ramadan

Welcome to your lips

I was crazy about you

You thirst for me on the worm

Until I remember the thirst of the shrine

Or it’s not my crime yet

Give me your Eid and go through it today

Wish grace and fasting with us

The light of this obedience is thirty days with us

Let’s have a wish to have an Amaca sweets

We do not have one day

O blessed fast every day

O blessed way of avoiding doubt

Let’s go to our table

Inglourious bribe “bribe” and zeal “Rabaa”

Do not let any mouths open

We are baked bread and salt

It is the color and smell of this dirt

The sweat of the workers is the honor of the soil

It does not work to work

Pine at least from the forehead pine

The worker, though sweat, is the water of clarity

It’s a shame of sweat that it’s over

Oh, with a hand full of pancake that regrets

Father’s father and son are embarrassed

You are seated first! Do not lose yourself

They are still your people

How many days have you gotten a loan?

Do not take off the prey

If you want to, the method of giving reason

The story of the iron and the hands of Alawil

The language of discrimination is never in Ali’s religion

Red Iron is not a red line

Do not put your eyelids out of time

The blurred eyelids have come to service

We are not going to learn the West

Follow every temptation to burn West

A slap from the Kohkins will house the palace

And the pitcher will eventually land

“Twenty Thirty” is the teaching of the world from our hearts

Han that the Islamic Republic of Iran is here

If he comes from the West, he is ill

It’s a sleeping pill, but it’s our turn to awaken

Forever, we will take care of the butterfly

We get the eyebrows of eagerness

We want to see him in school

With Ali Asghar and Qasim everyone is understood

Surrender to us forever

Do not panic for fear of us

A new boycot went to the Senate

The body of his soul went away

Foolish Foolish Fault Failed

Relying on Uncle Sam’s fault was an error

We made a covenant with a thief on the head

It’s time to fail and do not break your friend

Whatever it took to win the bag

“Winning the win” was, yes, everyone won the win

They said that the enemy came to trade

Pierre told us that he was looted

They dreamed that Salah was on the alien side

Come to save everyone in this house

The campaign is a decisive step

Talk about peace, take the gun!

Our way is Hussein’s way and it turns into blood

Rely on the blade when the world became an enemy

Do not be afraid of fussing

No, your heart is bound to smile

Heart to smile if you are lost, lost!

Waiting for the lost shield!

Grieving, loose, with a queue

Good tunea la tanova gets up

To know that we are the army of Ahmad

Warriors and brawlers of Mohammed Mayim

Zulfikhar Alavi was gone

Death, Merzad’s Hand, Islamic Corps

Cute Thumbs Delaware Hassan Tehrani

Live forever, you are the winner

You owe us our security forever

Thank you, you and Iran and the world forever

That’s because the thunderbolt came to your takfiri

Zulfiqar is the one who dies of it

It’s time to sit in your place

Do not hit the ball with the game, you see bad!

Let’s smell all of your six missiles

That sounded up to Riyadh and Haifa

(It reaches to Riyadh and Haifa!)

It’s not so bad bombs!

Wait, our rocket will explode

O Abu Jahl, who is professor in killing himself

You donated a donkey and a tether to Zion

O Sue Zhen, you come from Saudi oil

Baby Iblis, who came from the Jewish navel

The enemy of his doodle fell in greed

His scarf plumage fell from the roof

Saudi and Western ignorance

Gan dancing, it’s a strange sight

The dance of Sword Cho is on the enemy’s tent

Shielding and tearing into the sword is a mistake

Yes, we are in danger of danger

In the morning, our victory requires liver blood

“It smells of Jasmine martyr from everywhere

Where are they? All this is Abbas martyr

The soul will not die this time

Science will not fall from the hands of the scientist “

In defense of the shrine, its mirror is somayeh

This is Abbas, the great scientist of the province

This armor is not back to Menger

Razor in hand, let’s go, waited

Quds is the beginning of Qibla, which ends with you

Seal of Devil’s Death is with you

You are the key to all the misery

Holy Quds You are the freedom of the world

Sit down to hell for dinner

Our way of traveling is Carbela

 

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