Shah left
Through the words I can see
You hear and guess what
My soul is in meidan; midst of scene
Calm’s palace with no guard, no gun
Chief has left to unknown
With both high; fist and voice
I shouted, wild and loud “Down with Shah”
In moments of dancing
I was lost
They busy with laughing
In Kiev same is now
Some like me
Men, women; lost thinking
They shouted wild and loud; not for this anarchy
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