TRANSLATION:
Bit-by-bit, bit-by-bit, the drunk ma**es arrive
Little-by-little, the wine-worshipers wine arrive
They are gently on their way
Like Zaran flowers from the garden
Little by little, from this world of dead and undead
The dead have gone and the living will be here soon
They come with hands full of gold and empty
They arrive both poor and hungry
The gaunt, exhausted from the trials of love
Arrive strong and healthy
Like the rays of the sun, the lives of the pure
They arrive from heights to valleys
The green and fresh garden of the pure
Arrive from drunken stupor
Their essence is grace
As the garden receives them
ORIGINAL:
Andak andak, andak andak, Ja'am-e mastan meeresand
Andak andak, andak andak, mey-parastan meeresand
Neestan raftand va hastan meerasand
Delnavazan, naz-nazan dar rahand
Golazaran az golestan miresand
Andak andak zin jahan hasto nist
Nistan raftand o hastan miresand