Oy Yare [English translation]

Oh my love, oh comrade!

The star of dark nights, the hope of frustrated hearts.

Being so far I cannot see you.

Hoping for freedom, she flourished on Zagros top.

Up she went, she cannot descend.

Oh my love, oh comrade!

Where is my youth? Where is my heart's hope?

They took umbrage, cannot be retrieved.

The freedom of this life, was stolen from me.

Where is my childhood?

Oh my love, oh comrade

From my eyes they derived the tears out. They gave me a burn in the heart and soul.

They sold my dream, my fantasy.

Yet we revolted, from among our bloods, we gave life,

The seed of life gave love.