fatemeh abedi , fermadin broadcasting news agency.h this colored blood, my story , sing about janbazi and my religion, sit down pour the house of my soul in the soil of our holy land with my blood . i said, but i'm happy that i lost my life on the way to see you . i died in sleep and blood. i tasted the nectar of martyrdom . i saw happiness on the face of my martyred veterans . i went to be our hope, i gave a summer camp, i jumped from the enemies , write this message that you were with me , do something to free your soil, khamchang, wake up, pali , today's soldier. the pyramid of the path i traveled until the end of our separation with the flood of our pure blood will drive the neck from our soil he says, "my child, my heart is happy, slave, free me." our weapon, which has no lineage forever, is supplication and asking god twice, may he protect us, protect us, protect us, and protect us, let us not be soldiers of the fixed way of life. ho al-mutras al-maskar al-yum , you are afraid of the masquerade. if hello, welcome to news 21.