The shiites of a city called alipur enthusiastically sent a message that Ayatollah Khamenei should visit us , and when he went to alipur, several thousand people came. At that time, he was the imam of juma in tehran and a member of the parliament. Several thousand people came out of the city to welcome him when he entered the city. He became one of the shiites of alipur that day. He had passed away and asked the Supreme Leader to pray over his body and he prayed after the crowd left. I was at the end of the crowd. The people were saying to themselves how blessed he was to have Ayatollah Khomeini khamenei for them today. Prayer read today, it was really the success of these martyrs , but the matter of muslims. Give that statement and testimony about them. Peace be upon you. Thank you very much for the memory you expressed. Thank you for your presence in the studio of dr. Manouchehr mottaki. Be with us, dear viewers, as we continue the program and broadcast live the ceremony of the body of khadim alreza, president martyr ayat. Allah raisi and his companions. A guest arrives for you from the earth and the sky, a caravan of angels with the chief servants has come, dear khorasan. Who became the servant of the nation with your grace and was called by god. The sudden migration of imams friend and leader. We cant believe that with all the delay in believing in love for this purity of death we cannot believe this bravery of this brotherhood and this bravery. The heavenly sweetness and simplicity of his personality, with his art and godly religion, Azam Soleimani won the field. He became shaukat salmani, he fell in love with iran, the state of love that came with his pact, he became the friend of the oppressed, and he breathed faith into the hearts, and the soul of the nation became familiar. With justice , with hope, his work was selfsacrifice, his reward was the reward of a martyr, love for this pure man, for this bravery, friend for this brotherhood, sir rin tanavari. You cant believe us , you cant believe us, i said, god bless you, but whats in my heart other than watching you, the courtiers. What way do i have ish, after you, this rain will remember you every time, nothing will remain of this love that we go to you in the rain. If it doesnt rain, you are going to gaza, sahab, why does nt he follow you . You left without me. Why dont you ask me, why should i do something . They will find a happy ending to this story. Get out of my hand, my friend, i am alive to your smell, to the flowers on you, my friend, my friend, sit with me and my heart. Sit down until i reach you, unless you are the night of your hair , what hope do you have for my tired heart. To be silent without you, what should i do in the morning with your sadness with your sadness . My friend from my hand, or i am alive to your smell, to sit on you as a flower to your soul i see. Be the fire of my heart until i reach you, if you are not like your hair, what hope is there for my tired heart. You who are silent without you at dinner and dawn, what should i do with your sadness, with your sadness, with your sadness, what should i do with a lonely heart that could not believe me. With the silent destruction of the mountain, no matter what i do with your sadness. What should i do with a lonely heart . What should i do with a sad heart . What should i do with this pain in my heart , oh my heart . What should i do with my lonely heart . What should i do with this pain in my heart . What should i do with a lonely heart . What should i do with this pain . What should i do with this pain . Oh, my heart , my heart is beautiful. You heard on the way of love for the country, the story of the people in the heart. Better service society. There is no god, although i want a leader left in place other than in our veins, men and women under the fire. Moghadami died with the blood of martyr ibrahim on the way to serve, he sacrificed his life with our fellow martyrs. He left and remains because his name is in the hearts and souls of this hope that he breathed. The martyr president gives the moment to fly, the song of the sacrifice of my homeland, the soil of iran, my shroud, o darigha gost full, sayyid maar , hello, o gharobane, hello, o taloub. I went at dawn, hello, sadness, moments of separation , goodbye, poetry, bright nights, goodbye. Mrs. Goodbye, o bright blue love. Goodbye. I was thinking that you will not be alone without me i entrust you to tired hearts, i entrust you to my desires. I leave you to the lap of the sea , if i sit at night, if its night, i leave your attention to your dreams. If you go green, if i stay yellow, goodbye to spring forever. I said goodbye, but what is the sigh in my heart, my love , what other way do i have than to watch you in the rain, after you, this time i will carry you. I will remember that there is nothing left of this love that is in your love. God , it will rain on you, it will not rain, you will go to this anger without a partner, why does it not follow you, you have become a way without me, why do you not ask me to do something a happy ending to this story. In the path of love for the country, the story of the people, in the heart of the society, service is the path of life, even though it is the boss. Because his name is in the hearts and souls, this is the hope that the martyred president breathed. The moment flies, the song of the sacrifice of my life, and the soil of iran, my shroud, o drighan, went to perfar sayyid, my friend, because of my lord. Chesh ma wants a person to sacrifice his life along with the companions of martyr ibrahim himself on the way to serve