Lyrics of Barfeh Zemestan Fereydoon Farrokhzad In English
The snow of winter, whether fruitless, sorrowful, rain or fruitless, the cry of breaking trees in the midst of storms, or fruitless, the peace of the cold day, the end of every suffering, the sun in the midst of darkness, the kindness of a mans hand, but sitting among us, a hundred strange waves, a hundred familiars, thousands of silences, hundreds of voices, the destruction of love, how easy it is to destroy love, suddenly spring is winter, my love is the snow, the
snow of winter, whether it is fruitless, the sorrow, the rain, or the fruitless cry of the breaking of the trees. What a fruitless storm is sitting among us now, a hundred strange waves, a hundred familiar waves, thousands of silences, hundreds of voices, how easy it is to destroy love, suddenly it is spring, winter, my love is the snow of the trees,
