Saeed Tavakkol

Persian original

Bah, bah, bah, bah

We lambs are meek and gentle creatures

Never harm anyone

We live in peace and harmony

Green pasture and spring weather

Is all that we love

This is our nature.

Because of serenity in our core

Lamb is appetizing and delicious

This fact is know by all who

Have savored us before.

We‘re so cool and relaxed that

Even when our life is in danger

We don’t put up a fight in defense

We don’t kick or gore

Don’t growl or snarl

Our personality is the reason

Why our flesh is tender.

When they take us to slaughter

We calmly and submissive

Under the gaze of the flock

 Follow our executioner

Who is holding a knife

Because we hate violence

Our enemies admire this trait.

When a vicious wolf attacks our herd

And tears apart our child in plain sight

While from the crushed body

Of our love one between his fangs

Blood is dripping down

We show no reaction

Because we reject violence

Wolves know this truth

And highly respect our values

Our serenity is so deep-rooted that

When one of us roars to fight

Clashes with enemy

Who came to shed his blood,

We watch him with apathy and

Contempt in our eyes

Thinking this madness is not from us

Wondering what kind of animal he is.

Then we do what we have always done

Bah, bah, bah, bah