Текст и перевод песни Mohsen Chavoshi - Ou

Ou

تاج گذاری کند ، آمده کاری کند
بت شکند شاهِ ما ، بنده نوازی کند
ما بنوازیم نیست ، ناز بتِ بت شکن
بت بنوازد هر آن ، چنگ به سازی کند
آمده با قصد خود ، هرچه بتِ قادر است
با تبرش یک نفس ، دست درازی کند
خویِ علی خویِ او ، رویِ علی رویِ او
دست به زانو زنَد ، فتح اراضی کند
خویِ علی خویِ او ، رویِ علی رویِ او
دست به زانو زنَد ، فتح اراضی کند
تیغ کَشاند به هر ، کس که به ناحق گرفت
عدل کشاند به هر ، قصد به قاضی کند
سر بزند آنکه را ، خونِ خلایق مَکید
آبِ رخِ مردُمان ، ریخته بازی کند
باز بگیرد خود آن ، آهِ دلِ مردُمان
خود دِل ایتام را ، آمده راضی کند
در نگشاید به آن ، ذات که پهلوی خلق
میشکند دَم به دَم ، بعد نمازی کند
تیغ به فرقش زنید ، شیر به زهرش کنید
شیرِ خدا باز خود ، بنده نوازی کند
لافتی ای پدر ، لافتی جز شما
فُزتُ بربک علی ، فرقِ تو را میخرم
همچو برادر شهید ، دست و سرم آنِ او
زهر بنوشم شها ، بنده شهیدت شوم
بنده سرافکنده ام ، در گذر از نطفه ات
قول دهم چون شما ، شیرِ خدایی رَوم
خوی علی خویِ او ، رویِ علی رویِ او
دست به زانو زَند ، فتحِ اراضی کند
خوی علی خویِ او ، رویِ علی رویِ او
دست به زانو زَند ، فتحِ اراضی کند
شبهِ علی میرود ، عزل به ما میرسد
دستِ خدا بر سرم ، او برسَد در برم
شبهِ پیمبر کلان ، جامه ی تن همچو آن
جامه دران خواهمش ، از سرِ او نگذرم
با یدِ الله با تیرِ علی ذوالفقار
سینه ی گردن کَشان ، اذن دهد میدرم
خوی علی خویِ او ، رویِ علی رویِ او
دست به زانو زَند ، فتحِ اراضی کند
خوی علی خویِ او ، رویِ علی رویِ او
دست به زانو زَند ، فتحِ اراضی کند

Oh

Crowned king, he did his work
Our king broke the idol, and spared his servant
We do not play, idol-breaking beauty
The idol plays its lute, and makes a sound
Arrived with his own intent, whatever the idol can do
With his axe, he quickly makes his move
He has the character of Ali, the face of Ali
He kneels, and conquers the land
He has the character of Ali, the face of Ali
He kneels, and conquers the land
He unsheathes his sword on anyone who takes unjustly
He brings justice to everyone, and intends to be a judge
He beheads those who suck the blood of the people
He makes a mockery of the water of men's faces
He takes back the sighs of the people
He has come to satisfy the orphans' hearts
He does not open the door to those who break the people's sides
He breaks every moment, and then prays
Thrust a sword into his head, and poison him
The lion of God will spare his servant
There is no god but you, father
I have attained my Lord, Ali, I will buy your head
Like my brother the martyr, my hand and my head belong to him
I will drink poison, my Lord, I will be your martyr
I am your humble servant, forgive my essence
I promise that like you, I will be the lion of God
He has the character of Ali, the face of Ali
He kneels, and conquers the land
He has the character of Ali, the face of Ali
He kneels, and conquers the land
The likeness of Ali is gone, and we are deposed
God's hand is on my head, he will come to me
The likeness of the great Prophet, his clothes are like his
I will tear his clothes, I will not let him go
With the hand of God, with the arrow of Ali, Zulfiqar
May he give permission, and I will tear the chests of the proud
He has the character of Ali, the face of Ali
He kneels, and conquers the land
He has the character of Ali, the face of Ali
He kneels, and conquers the land