'In the Path of Rain' music video unveiled

iFilm English website has released the music video for the Iranian animation 'In the Path of Rain', coinciding with the commemoration of the birthday anniversary of Imam Reza (AS).

'In the Path of Rain' is an emotional animated tribute that captures the profound love and reverence held in the hearts of Imam Reza’s (AS) followers.

Directed by Hamed Katebi, the animated film employs 3D computer-generated imagery to bring its narrative to life.

The production of ‘In the Path of Rain’ took two years, involving the dedication of over a hundred experts.

The animation features Amin Zendegani and Rahim Norouzi, who bring its characters to life.

Adding to the emotional depth of the video is the music vocalized by Iranian pop and traditional singer Mohammad Esfahani.

The song shows the deep spiritual connection between the followers and Imam Reza (AS), portraying his shrine as a place of blessing and divine mercy. It captures the sentiment that visiting Imam Reza (AS) is a profound act of devotion, a journey of the soul, and a cherished gift from God.

The lyrics of the song resonate deeply with the theme:

O’ Imam Reza (AS)!

 I’ve come to greet you,

To pay tribute to your Majesty.

You gave me whatever I have, but I have nothing to give you.

I’ve come to greet you, to greet you.

Your shrine is garden of flower and light.

Your breath smells like spring.

Your looks show us direction of face of faceless Beloved.

Who would ever turn to you without picking a look from you?

Our hearts are like unkempt lock of hair,

Your face is like a mirror.

Your breath is like a cup of spring,

And your face is like sprouts in Nowruz.

Many people’s distressed fates is tied to the sprouts.

A wave left in itself, it’s left out of the sea.

A confused wave, it’s come back all alone.

My soul is restless. I haven’t slept a wink.

I’m brimming with your dream.

I’m a lonely wave. One day, I’ll come to prostrate in front of you.

One day, I’ll come to prostrate in front of you.

These empty hands are full of prayers.

Your lap is full of flowers, like a garden of supplication and fulfilled prayers.

Your arms are full of God.

It’s a safe abode for drops of tear to bloom.

These empty hands are full of prayers.

Your lap is full of flowers, like a garden of supplication and fulfilled prayers.

Your arms are full of God.

It’s a safe abode for drops of tear to bloom.

Oh, mirror-face, visiting you is God's blessing and mercy.