Night After Night Poem by Sobhan Ganji

When no one is not so dear to us,
When there is no scale next to poverty stuff When the soil of our land is not capable of equal growth
When the sword of justice is not sharp enough,
We listen to old music with friends.
We smoke drug and give up on heart mends.

When the past is fire and life is harvest, Future is unstable and life is stereotype rhyme
When the fruit of life is death
When everything is same as anything anytime
We listen to old music with friends.
We smoke drug and give up on heart mends.

We are countless people under the guardianship of mourning
We soldiers of grief under the command of Colonel mourning
Since revolution of sorrow, we servants of mourning
Although we are mourning with our eyes closed,
We listen to old music with friends.
We smoke drug and give up on heart mends.

We take so much until we vomit
If someone wants to be touched, we'll step on him by nose.
We bring Jack instead of Rose.
We bring butcher for compose.
Slowly, we start to ask questions.
As we get a little better, we start making suggestions
We listen to old music with friends.
We smoke drug and give up on heart mends.

The world is the night we use drug. Judgment day is the night we use drug. This is the best night we use drug. Because this is the last night we use drug,
We listen to old music with friends.
We smoke drug and give up on heart mends.

We've explain to Andy about harm of drug use
We've do it again for Brandy. We don't use
My mom keeps asking around 'using'
- 'No Mother! No! Give me back my shoes'

- 'If not. what do you do every night you get together? '
- 'Nothing! we just listen to old music with friends'