[Verse 1] Hail to Iran, where the mighty lions tread, Land of the Phoenix, Arash, and Rostam's stead. Home of the noble, the fearless, and the bold, A story of courage eternally told. [Pre-Chorus] Skies now are guarded by heirs of the bow, Archers of justice against every foe. Pilots take flight, fiercer than Phoenix flame, Defending the honor, the land, and the name. [Chorus] Hail the Archers! Guardians standing tall! Phoenix Fire answers the aggressor's call! No invader's shadow shall darken our sun! The battle is joined, and the victory won! [Verse 2] Hail to the Martyrs, forever alive, For whom history itself shall bow and strive. Treacherous serpents, with jackals allied, Brought death to the helpless, but never could hide. [Pre-Chorus] From mountains to cities, the people arose, Shattering the schemes of collaborating foes. Blood of the traitors, like poison, ran cold, As Iran's righteous fury fiercely unfolded. [Chorus] Hail the Archers! Guardians standing tall! Phoenix Fire answers the aggressor's call! No invader's shadow shall darken our sun! The battle is joined, and the victory won! [Bridge] By the blood of the martyrs, the sacred, the brave, By the soil they hallowed, the ground of their grave, We swear this oath, hear it echo and roll: [Outro] NEVER shall rabid beasts defile this soul! NEVER shall invaders desecrate this ground! While Iran's defenders and martyrs stand renowned! The Lion prevails! Hear the victory sound!