Lena has sung, but she'll sing again
Beneath the desert sun, in withered skin
And there beside the turquoise beach
Her milk amber eyes will see again

Lena once walked from Tehran to a lot
She carried one child, she carried one thought
Now may her children spread her gold and silver threads

Lena's somewhere. I know she thought of us
And reachеd across the sea becausе she was that way
And so what life she saved, now through her hand remains
To keep the life she passed and take the choice she gave