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Poosteh Shir

Ghalbeh to ghalbeh parandeh
poostet amma poosteh shir
zendooneh tano raha kon
ey parandeh par begir

Oonvareh jangaleh tan sabz
poshteh dashteh sar be daman
oonvareh roozayeh tarik
poshteh nimshabayeh roshan

Barayeh bavareh boodan
jayee shayad basheh shayad
barayeh lamseh taneh eshgh
kasi bayad basheh bayad

Keh sareh khastegiyato
beh rooyeh sineh begireh
barayeh delvapasihat
vaseh sadegit bemireh

Ghalbeh to ghalbeh parandeh
poostet amma poosteh shir
zendooneh tano raha kon
ey parandeh par begir

Harfeh tanhayee ghadimi
amma talkh o sinesoozeh
avvalin o akharin harf
harfeh har rooz o hanoozeh

Tanhayee shayad yeh raheh
rahiyeh ta binahayat
ghesseyeh hamisheh tekrar
hejrat o hejrat o hejrat

Amma too in rah keh hamrah
joz hojoomeh khar o khas nist
kasi shayad bashe shayad
kasi keh dastash ghafas nist

Ghalbeh to ghalbeh parandeh
poostet amma poosteh shir
zendooneh tano raha kon
ey parandeh par begir

Lion's Skin

Your heart is like a bird’s heart,
But your skin is like a lion’s skin;
Leave your prison and fly.

On the other side of the green jungle,
Behind the plain,
On the other side of the dark days,
On this side of the bright nights,
For believing who we are, there might be a place.
For touching the love’s body,
There must be somebody;
Who holds your head on his shoulder
And who dies for your worries, for your simplicity.

Your heart is like a bird’s heart,
But your skin is like a lion’s skin;
Leave your prison and fly.

“Being lonely” is an old talk,
But it’s bitter and hurtful.
The first and the last talk,
Is the talk of everyday and now.
Being lonely is maybe a way,
A way to infinite;
The story which is always repeated,
Is the immigration.
But in this road that
Just brings thorns to us,
There might be somebody,
Whose hands are not like a cage.

Your heart is like a bird’s heart,
But your skin is like a lion’s skin;
Leave your prison and fly.