Sangsaar lyrics
(English Translation)

(Surna)
On the day of death, life in the dry desert
A desert body under the whip of the sun
On the day of death, movement and the wind of hope
A crowd waiting for the command of death
Dragging a woman with a loud howl
Tired of his bloodline on the soil
A crow sat on the thorn bushes
A horseman stood with his horse's hair
The stones scolded the hands
The hungry earth laughed at its ditch
Dragging a woman to the slaughterhouse
And the earth swallowed her up to her neck
As soon as she sank
There was silence for a moment
Someone said, kill this prostitute
The throwing started
The first stone hit Nefertu His face
he sighed, the crow got up from the bushes
the second stone broke his shoulder
the crow turned around the thorn bushes
the third stone broke the woman's teeth
the rider fell from the saddle with his hair His horse
A child in the crowd froze, his heart
A military man went to him and gave him a tooth
Called him, hit the fence, went aside
He threw the tooth with pressure
It swung and stopped
Exactly touching the woman's cheeks
Everything was calm until a solid stone
The crowd ate into the woman's eyes
The child's knee broke on the ground
And the woman's head broke on the shoulders
The cold howls your voice
hit a wounded wolf with a muzzle to hunt again
our biography was a battle with emptiness
we will dance together the next day will happen
killing the road again
finishing a simple ceremony
until hearing the sound of the baby's cries
the crowd said to hide the baby and the mother
the Peshwa said that we will leave him to the world
the night is long and the teeth of the wolves are sharp
the crowd accepted this offer
and The road to your village slowly progressed
the cold howls to your voice
hit a wounded wolf again to hunt
our biography was a battle with emptiness
we will dance together the next day
it was broadcasted in the evening Shining noon
As if nothing had happened
A vague image behind the furnace on the way from ten
A rider, a crow, a baby and the future

(Bahram)
In the middle of their lonely desert
the woman's blood is stuck to the soles of their shoes
they walk towards the door with bloody feet
and they are relieved that they sleep peacefully at night
they put their hands on each other's shoulders
they tell each other how black the fate of the woman was
Unaware that one dead body is not enough
For so many wolves in the middle of so much desert
Wolves see the footprints
They run away from the house
Their cubs are still small and hungry
The herd is big Wild and big
Everyone walks together. Finally
The characteristic decision is that my route is easy
Of course, it is right there at the end of the road
And the road is very far, they will reach it in less than an hour
It smells like flowers and Iron
Everyone is sleeping, the windows are open
The houses are small, everyone is in the room
This is an easy hunt for the wolf
Butterflies are circling around the lights
Crickets are singing, poor people are singing
Meat The soft taste of the previous baby
The wolves go straight to the cradles
They jump up from the sleep of their mothers
They scream that the wolf barking is like blood
Ten men with stones in their palms
What is left of The ceremony is just today
but how weak are these stones this time
they can't knock this wolf out with stones
their red eyes flash at night
pieces of baby flesh fall from the mouth of the teeth
when fear He takes all the brooms
everyone accepts the first ideas
one set fire to his stick and brought it
he said that only with fire he can scare the wolf
his hand was frozen from fear and trembled
wood from His hand fell in all the howls
How wild and fast these flames are
Oh, how dry and bare the walls of these houses are
I saw your bodies dancing from afar
I saw the fire of justice taking over the space
I cried tears of joy A drop on my horse's mane
When the smell of burnt meat filled the air
I saw the beak of a crow eating carrion
I feel for the people that nothing was burned
I lit a small fire
And I watched the beauty of the end