Entering the guards and facing the anti-revolution
Martyr Shafizadeh later during organizing of the guards, along with other Moslem brothers in Tibriz managed to do a lot of positive things for the guards and in general played an important role.
When they were on their active duty with martyr Bakeri in Orumieh for the safety of that area, their day and night efforts were the reason for their successful combats and arresting and executing of several heads of opposition in that area. His best and most fruitful days were when he was serving in Tibriz as head of security for Ayatollah Madani. It was during that period when all his goodness and sincerity was recognized, it was later that martyr Shafizadeh in the combats of Noor he gave his life fighting against injustice.
With love, from belief for earth, they made it to the skies.
Those brave fighters took flight without wings and feathers.
They went to eternity so image of flight would stay green.
Brave men who drew images of doves on the earth
Trenched behind every mountain to overtake the valley
Whenever it was night, yes, we took out our daggers.
The daggers that fought, the daggers that every time put a brother’s corpse on my patient shoulders
Hey heart, o’ my heart, rise and let out your moans.
Broken swords, all this is because of you.
We searched wherever there was blood, we searched unbelievingly.
We were left behind; the big hearted have taken flight.
When they were on their active duty with martyr Bakeri in Orumieh for the safety of that area, their day and night efforts were the reason for their successful combats and arresting and executing of several heads of opposition in that area. His best and most fruitful days were when he was serving in Tibriz as head of security for Ayatollah Madani. It was during that period when all his goodness and sincerity was recognized, it was later that martyr Shafizadeh in the combats of Noor he gave his life fighting against injustice.
With love, from belief for earth, they made it to the skies.
Those brave fighters took flight without wings and feathers.
They went to eternity so image of flight would stay green.
Brave men who drew images of doves on the earth
Trenched behind every mountain to overtake the valley
Whenever it was night, yes, we took out our daggers.
The daggers that fought, the daggers that every time put a brother’s corpse on my patient shoulders
Hey heart, o’ my heart, rise and let out your moans.
Broken swords, all this is because of you.
We searched wherever there was blood, we searched unbelievingly.
We were left behind; the big hearted have taken flight.