mohammad, the managing director of imran shahr jadid pardis, for coming to the studio of sabgah salaame reporter. from you. like a storm in the southern plains, like a wave in the sea, you have to come, night after night, one day, men come, men made of water and mirrors, a dead man from generation. with their flag, the red rams of janlon arrived in the hard and impatient days of the earth, leaning on a loving old man whose picture god put in the frame of their clean hearts, clean from their steps . harami we gave them the way out of triat abbas danqan, we gave them a group near karbala , we gave them the youths, the followers of ali and hossein the youths , we gave them an army of hamandis, the way to go and we should let's go to the road that passes through the world. the road that a seafaring old man wants, the road that passes through the sea, let's go from the same tribe of the sea, from the same tribe of the sea, our heart is from the same old accident makers, now we have come behind our single rider, adel from khurshid. we came for the reason of selling sex , we shoot the arrow o