I know your two eyes,
Don't look for me today.
I said no more,
Life plays the cycle of the seasons
The two were knocked out unknowingly.
In the dry lake Magh Falgune under the willow leaves
The pages of memory are pressed,
The green forest is green today
The bushes are full of tears.
That in the autumn afternoon leisure
There is no trail,
He's tired of leisure today,
As if under a dark tree.
Vacations are fine
Not just feelings,
He died at the beginning of Agran.
The blue sky is empty today,
No thickening,
Kite wings in the dense sky
Melena is in trouble now.
The water in the palm pond is dark today,
There is no green-brown mixture.
The fish is bent over the bamboo,
Besena is waiting now;
Annoyed not to get today.
Mid-afternoon at Dahuk in the bamboo forest
The shouting is loud today,
You don't have the look of a hawk
Looking back at that look.
How lifeless is the parasitic vine
The leaves are bluish amber,
The rustling of grasshoppers
Today in a blanket of stunned silence.
Cold wind wrapped in fog
As if loveless is natural today
tnx.