A world of the way A world of alley and bridge with a colorful world A dark one Light Come with a colorless come with every dry and wet look Behind the tall trees above any branch next to the green leaves Above For the city of poetry you have to take a bag The smell of fresh scent sat down, and saw a road world, an alley and a bridge If one day to the booming old city You did new greetings If you look at the bottom tower New Tell me something new Anciently My world, a world of distance, no alley, no alley, no tomorrow, not tomorrow, here and now Now, new voice, singing wise, dawn, and, to the tail, Wall New Singing, New Singing, New Beginning like a man a way of the way, a sigh, a world Say Tehrani
