In the Name of God, the Compassionate, the Merciful
Even though I am not feeling well, I would like to say a few words to you. At the outset, I wish to thank you for having come here from afar, and, secondly, for the difficulties you, the border-dwellers are putting up with for the sake of Islam and your country. You should bear in mind that the country is now yours and you are not working anymore for the benefit of the foreigners as it used to be in the days of the ex-Shah. Thank God that the influence of the foreigners over this country was removed by the great efforts of the nation; especially you, the border-dwellers. The country is yours and the government, the Majlis and the President are all from among the common people whom they are serving. I, myself, am here to serve you in the few remaining days of my life. May God bless you with good health and give you honor. There is one factor that makes all hardships easy to bear, and that is working for God. Whatever we have, has been given to us by God, and we should do all we can for Him. The strength we have, has been given to us by God, and whatever He has given us must be submitted to Him. I hope that God gives you and the nation the same reward that He gave the first soldiers of Islam. May He protect your country from evilness of the aliens. You the ladies, the men and the youths will remain invulnerable as long as you remain together without having any differences among you, and as long as you disregard your own personal matters and think about Islam as being the (real) aim. May God protect you and bless you with prosperity in this world and the next.
May God's peace and mercy be upon you.