Some day
soon enough
what I've written
would be blown away
by the cold winds of time
every word
every rhyme-
such thought
has left me not

until then
with my shaking hand
I'll still hold my pen
to jot
down
what my life is all about

dark and sombre
is the night
my candle-light
wanes
dim is my sight
deep are my pains
that cling to me
the past convulses
the present is mockery
the future but mist
that foreshadows
the most friendly star
if I do hold on to hopes
they would be away too far

the hour is approaching
its footsteps are
at my door ajar
the moment cannot wait
all that's within me
it will tear asunder
and my every dream
it will heartlessly mar--

silence
but fear I've none
my heart-beat
is growing weaker
my breath is slower
the last note
of the symphony
I love so dearly
seems less familiar

a sinking feeling
is weighing upon me
I can't look back

and from nowhere
comes a strange voice:
'the words you've created
will not leave you-
to you they belong
your life has been given to
nurturing and shaping them
and they have no reason
to blame you for any wrong'.

I fondled you with my hands
I didn't remember my eyes
I forgot my stories
When I felt you in my little heart
I don't know...
Maybe
The grain field was beautiful in my dreams
My ******* are be beautiful, too
When your lips become golden
I didn't want the sky...

با دست هایم
...تو را نوازش می کردم
چشم هایم یادم نبود
قصه هایم را فراموش می کردم
وقتی که تو را در قلب کوچکم احساس می کردم
...نمی دانم
شاید
در خواب هایم  گندم زار زیبا باشد
سینه هایم زیبا باشند
لب های تو طلایی باشد
...من که آسمان را نمی خواستم

Why is it you twist the truth
You done this game in your youth
Where did that get you
Not the truth
You only hurt you with your lies
It's you the people despise
Don't you ****** recognise
Drop your deguise
Reconise
Stop yourself in time
Stop playing the same old record
Stop playing the same old games
Become a new flame
A new day
Be kind
Be simple
Be mine.