Iran

Iran In pain

Born in beauitful Iran I've felt pain and hurt but I must struggle on struggle​ on I will,
Growing older in time
Watching children dying
Cocooning away feeling pain
Cocooning all day..
No drugs today,
The devil has taken them away
Waking feeling pain and hurt
Sadness all around here in
Beauitful Iran,
Every day crying out loud
Sadness inside our hearts
Struggle on struggle on
The child whispers
Struggle on.
I LOVE YOU...

DADDY Struggle on.

But Why must
Iranians die?
Never felt this pain before
DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS
None found
Struggling to breath I'm in
Pain indeed..


It's pain and hurt
For me
There's nothing left
For me in this world
So I'll say goodbye
As Trump won't cry
I wish that he could feel this
pain that he's put us through
In beauitful Iran so I'll say
GOODBYE...