Hajji by Saman Yasin (rough English translation from Kurdish dialect of Farsi). The video in parts depicts his prior arrest by the Iranian government before being arrested again after this song was released and now sentenced to death by hanging. They've turned me crazy. They've searched me. They treat me like an animal (they as in the regime who have arrested Saman long before over his music). No I am not going to stay quiet. I will not swear to your god. My whole body is full of cuts. But I'm getting stitched up. They tried to put up a wall around me. Each one on each side attacked me. They tried to use my friends against me. They broke my heart. My inner child is helpless. I shed a tear for my elders. They've destroyed my city Kermanshah (Kurdish city in Iran). But i have the decency not to give in to them. [Couldn't catch this line]. The mullahs path is circular (meaning they will never change or progress). I'm outside every night (in the protests). I know how to be up to no good but that's not what we're doing out here. I am a protestor. I sometimes want to jump off a building over how crazy they are making us. But then i wonder is my life even less valuable then a dog's (the Iranian regime has made dogs illegal for the past 43 years. People routinely defy this law but with the risk that the gov will confiscate and shoot the dog and or owners at any point). (Something about all the pills we take in Iran to numb us to the pain of what they do to us). I am crazy because they made me crazy. I tried to stand up and they knocked me down. They've made me become sharp like glass (as in angry and emboldened). They've made me the enemy and cause of all their problems. Poverty for most and fun and riches for some (how the Iranian regime steals public money for themselves to live abroad freely). (Something about not being allowed to even fall in love and can't afford to build a life if you somehow do). Regime officials/mayors, do you get tired of your good times. You can't spare a thought for those rummaging through garbage in your city (huge levels of poverty across Iran since the regime took over even long before nuclear sanctions, child labour has also been legalized/encouraged by the gov which makes poverty worse). They have nothing, searching everyday for their meals or a bite of food in the garbage. Inflation and unemployment has been out of control We can't make it day by day. Our pockets are empty. We have been quarantined this whole time n this forced existence (we have been isolated from the world during the entire 43 years the regime as been in power and forced us to live under their rules). A bunch of uneducated tyrants took over and oppressed with their lies. One is force and one is god (meaning the Islamic god is forced onto us). All of their students lack any empathy (the mullahs, students of the faith do not have empathy for others). We've buried all of our dreams in our soil which is made of gold (Iran is sitting on huge amounts of oil, liquid gold, but the land is full of broken dreams of poor Iranians who never benefited from it). When it comes to the enemy. It is time to kill (enemy as in regime). You don't know what it means to be a man (as in the men oppressing everyone aren't real men, they are cowards). The era is just beginning. Our eyes are open now. Anyone who comes for my girls are going to be targeted (he will defend the women of his country). One thinks and the other kills. One has honour and the other kills their sisters. (Some other insults at the regime i can't fully understand). We know some blood will be shed. But believe me we are much more bold than you think. We have been without refuge and without defence. They have driven us crazy. They are always watching us in 4g and antennas (the intercept recently uncovered the systems the regime uses to monitor, track, identify, close and restrict all internet and telecomms devices in iran). (The video shows his arrest here in handcuffs as he is marched towards his death. This is harrowing given this is exactly what is happening to him in real life). The city is full of child labourers. Full of poverty but the powerful don't care. People distract themselves with cigarettes or get slumped up by the wall (referring to the high drug rates during the regime's reign). We are people who are suffering. They have what I deserved to my neighbor (the gov nepotism, people's college places or homes etc will be given to regime actors by the Iranian courts without any true legal process). Every day you leave our land to hell (literally the regime elite leave Iran and many live freely in Canada, EU, UK, US). But you thought we would just stand by. Is this city filtered? (State internet censorship filtering). Is our voice getting out there? Our sisters are hurting, but are you feeling good for yourself? You can filter us but in the end we will all end up in your hell anyway, better sooner than later.
Saman Yasan tried to do suicide in the evil Iran regime prison! Please everyone do not forget Saman Yasan! Say his name! Put pressure to release him! Also Yalda night please don't ever forget Yalda Aghafazli! RIP Yalda! We won't forget you!
Saman Yasan tried to do suicide in the evil Iranian regime prison! Please everyone do not forget Saman Yasan! Say his name! Put pressure to release him! Also Yalda night please don't ever forget Yalda Aghafazli! RIP Yalda! We won't forget you!
Hajji by Saman Yasin (rough English translation from Kurdish dialect of Farsi). The video in parts depicts his prior arrest by the Iranian government before being arrested again after this song was released and now sentenced to death by hanging. They've turned me crazy. They've searched me. They treat me like an animal (they as in the regime who have arrested Saman long before over his music). No I am not going to stay quiet. I will not swear to your god. My whole body is full of cuts. But I'm getting stitched up. They tried to put up a wall around me. Each one on each side attacked me. They tried to use my friends against me. They broke my heart. My inner child is helpless. I shed a tear for my elders. They've destroyed my city Kermanshah (Kurdish city in Iran). But i have the decency not to give in to them. [Couldn't catch this line]. The mullahs path is circular (meaning they will never change or progress). I'm outside every night (in the protests). I know how to be up to no good but that's not what we're doing out here. I am a protestor. I sometimes want to jump off a building over how crazy they are making us. But then i wonder is my life even less valuable then a dog's (the Iranian regime has made dogs illegal for the past 43 years. People routinely defy this law but with the risk that the gov will confiscate and shoot the dog and or owners at any point). (Something about all the pills we take in Iran to numb us to the pain of what they do to us). I am crazy because they made me crazy. I tried to stand up and they knocked me down. They've made me become sharp like glass (as in angry and emboldened). They've made me the enemy and cause of all their problems. Poverty for most and fun and riches for some (how the Iranian regime steals public money for themselves to live abroad freely). (Something about not being allowed to even fall in love and can't afford to build a life if you somehow do). Regime officials/mayors, do you get tired of your good times. You can't spare a thought for those rummaging through garbage in your city (huge levels of poverty across Iran since the regime took over even long before nuclear sanctions, child labour has also been legalized/encouraged by the gov which makes poverty worse). They have nothing, searching everyday for their meals or a bite of food in the garbage. Inflation and unemployment has been out of control We can't make it day by day. Our pockets are empty. We have been quarantined this whole time n this forced existence (we have been isolated from the world during the entire 43 years the regime as been in power and forced us to live under their rules). A bunch of uneducated tyrants took over and oppressed with their lies. One is force and one is god (meaning the Islamic god is forced onto us). All of their students lack any empathy (the mullahs, students of the faith do not have empathy for others). We've buried all of our dreams in our soil which is made of gold (Iran is sitting on huge amounts of oil, liquid gold, but the land is full of broken dreams of poor Iranians who never benefited from it). When it comes to the enemy. It is time to kill (enemy as in regime). You don't know what it means to be a man (as in the men oppressing everyone aren't real men, they are cowards). The era is just beginning. Our eyes are open now. Anyone who comes for my girls are going to be targeted (he will defend the women of his country). One thinks and the other kills. One has honour and the other kills their sisters. (Some other insults at the regime i can't fully understand). We know some blood will be shed. But believe me we are much more bold than you think. We have been without refuge and without defence. They have driven us crazy. They are always watching us in 4g and antennas (the intercept recently uncovered the systems the regime uses to monitor, track, identify, close and restrict all internet and telecomms devices in iran). (The video shows his arrest here in handcuffs as he is marched towards his death. This is harrowing given this is exactly what is happening to him in real life). The city is full of child labourers. Full of poverty but the powerful don't care. People distract themselves with cigarettes or get slumped up by the wall (referring to the high drug rates during the regime's reign). We are people who are suffering. They have what I deserved to my neighbor (the gov nepotism, people's college places or homes etc will be given to regime actors by the Iranian courts without any true legal process). Every day you leave our land to hell (literally the regime elite leave Iran and many live freely in Canada, EU, UK, US). But you thought we would just stand by. Is this city filtered? (State internet censorship filtering). Is our voice getting out there? Our sisters are hurting, but are you feeling good for yourself? You can filter us but in the end we will all end up in your hell anyway, better sooner than later.
