I offer this translation to those who support the Iranian people’s struggle for freedom and democracy, but do not speak Persian.
My old school fellow chum
by Mansour Tehrani
My old school fellow chum
You’re with me and walk with me
Teacher’s rod over our heads
You’re my choked feeling and sigh
Engraved are my name and yours
On the bod of this blackboard
Scars of torment and force
On our bodies have remained.
Grassland of our boorishness
All its grass are only weeds
Be it virtuous or bad
It’s people’s hearts have perished
My hands and your hands have to
Rip and tear down these curtains
Who other than you and I
Could relieve our afflictions.
My old school fellow chum!
