Salutations to all those who are leaving autumn behind them, greetings to
the lovers of spring,
I pay my due respect to the community of the deprived who sees their
concerns and anxieties renewed with the arrival of a New Year; I pay my respect
to the community of Iranians who struggle; I bow before the pained and
aggrieved for whom the arrival of Nowruz bears no beauty or freshness; I praise
all the weakened who did not see the results of their endeavors during the past
year, and are entering the new year of (1397) in total despair and frustration.