Dream of the Cry (Song adaptation inspired by “سودای فریاد”)

 

On the restless strings
of our wounded nights,
if no healing comes—

leave a spark

so the volcano of pain
in the bleeding throat of the earth
may rise
and burn into the sky.

Let the cry rise,
let it break the stone of silence.
From wounded hearts
and locked hands—

let the cry rise
like fire through the dark earth.
One day the buried voice
will become the dawn.

On the blind knot
of our swallowed tears,
if no road leads to a scream—

leave a kiss

so the storm of lost words
wandering in our mouths
may finally
flow into the wind.

Let the cry rise,
let it break the stone of silence.
From wounded hearts
and locked hands—

let the cry rise
like fire through the dark earth.
One day the buried voice
will become the dawn.

Touch the chains
with the warmth of your hands—
even a moment of freedom
can teach the soul
how to breathe.

Let the cry rise
through the dust of broken days.
The dream of yesterday’s children
is still alive—

and somewhere
beneath the silent streets
the future
is learning to sing.

Let the cry rise.
Let the cry rise.

Arsalan -Wiesbaden

11 March 2026