I wish people would be pure like snow
And would be melted with warmness
And would become a moment creator like water
And would go against any block like overflow


Poet: Pezhman Mosleh

“Let love be your feature”

Mandela
My eternal man
Mandela
My eternal man

The scent of your breath
The scent of freedom
O, Mandela
Your eyes have the color of freedom
O, Mandela

The scent of your breath
The scent of freedom
O, Mandela
My eternal man

Your hand is the flag of freedom
Freedom
Freedom
O, flower,  your name is the symbol of freedom

Tulips
Meadow saffrons
Seek your scent
And red poppies ask you:
“Where is the freedom”
The beloved Mandela

Our eternal man
Our eternal man

I’m with you
O, you, flower of freedom

I’m with you
O, flower ….O, Mandela
Mandela
Our eternal man
Mandela
Our eternal man

I’m with you
O, you, flower of freedom
I’m with you
O, flower ….O, Mandela
Our eternal man

Poet: Pezhman Mosleh
Translator: Lida Kavoosi