Punishment

Murderous alphabet in square letters 

fog of multitude lost in the mists of times

no one will have compassion for your lambs

and the  pavement of your lament .

Philosopher  of  wandering  that brings 

the  plague  of knowledge  ,

your empire-shaking  trump  

will fade away  in shameful  solo...

 O three times cursed city 

here comes the hour of judgement !

You ,who claim to conduct the orchestra of nations,

don't you know that Esfahan  roses are half the world ?

At the thorn your hand will tear and drop the iron rod !

 You're back flamboyant  pharaoh  ! 

Angel of destiny casts the first  stone ,

in the night glows  Baal's  inferno !

Burns the tree of moral and  rules,

Woman you will not taste the fruit of imposture ...

  Once again as a prophet ,I  say : 

The sword on your neck  will  fall ,

green  etendard  your  shroud  ...

Son of the star your saga will end 

in a constellation of  sand ...