Ze gahvare tâ gur dânesh bejuy

I feel deep sonder in my bones
Christmas every Tuesday; Aint it pretty to think so?
A Persian boy’s warm heart turns to dust
Oh to give and to give and not to count the cost

If you fall, If you fall, can you find somebody
Will you find somebody all candid, oak handed?

I see my timeline of plans that I’ve sworn
You’re making me feel like it’s already born
Now we’re here there’s no turning back
Ply of grey over ply of black

If you fall, If you fall, can you find somebody
Will you find somebody all candid, oak handed? 

Curiosity of caracole
Berlin tired, but Austria won’t
My Reign of wonder, slowly slips away
I’m Only here today, farewell symphony 

If you fall, If you fall, can you find somebody
Will you find somebody all candid, oak handed?

Persian Poems

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