Our “Great” Pahlevan – “Takhti”

The Great Pahlevan, Descending From Heaven ..
With The Might Of God, His Spirit Willing ..

His Strength Girded, His Manhood Evident ..
His Brotherhood Obvious, His Gentleness Paramount ..

I Stand In Awe, The Magnificence Of The Man ..
His Spirit, His Valor, His Humanity .,.

I Am A Poor Man, But “Rich” In His Presence ..
My Christ, My Moses, My Mohammad ..

Learnt To Wrestle, As A Boy ..
Inspired By Him, Through And Through ..

Emulated Every Move He Made, None Missed ..
Always My Hero, Never Disappointed ..

They said He Committed Suicide, Not True My Friend ..
That His Wife Broke His Heart, Not True My Friend ..

That He Was This, That And The Other ..
Not True My Friend, Not True My Friend ..

May God “Curse”, Every Single Person ..
Who had A Hand In His Death, Through and Through ..

May The same Tragedy, Befall Their Very Own And Ilk ..
Murdered Our Savior, The Great Pahlevan ..

My Pahlevan, I Love You, I Always Will ..
Inspired My Generation, Every Single One ..

Modeled Myself after You, In Every Respect ..
To Be A Man, Caring For Others ..

Every Time A Decision, Asked What Would You Do ..
When In Doubt, Wondered How Would You Think ..

If God Told Me To “Worship” You, I “Would” ..
If Mohammad was A “Prophet”, You Are An “Angel” ..

Rest In Peace My Brother, Till We “Meet” Again ..
Your “Spirit” Is Within Me, Till We “Meet” Again ..

Other Than “Mossadeq”, You Are Our “Greatest” Hero ..
Both Of You My Brother, Betrayed Through And Through ..

Rest In Peace My Brother, Till We Meet Again ..
“Our” ..

“Love” ..
“For” ..

“You” ..
“Ever-Lasting” ..

“Rest” In Peace My Brother ..
“Till” ..

“We” ..
“Meet” ..

“Again” ..