Again the red fish blue again the water again my Eid my pure crisp ghazal again your hands at the table of Haft-Sin My
time to deliver spring The hour of falling in love
We have to be a child again Green spring and live a cute
instrument You tell us
from the song Drip in the spring Wash the
story of the coins in our name
again You are a prince in love with the beggar man We must be a child again Green Spring and live
again, touching the grass , the fragrance of flowers,
giving birth again, the rainbow on the loneliness, the bridge
again, hiding the rocket on the busy road,
the spectacular feast again from the sonnets of Forough,
we must be a child again, the greenness of spring, and live again, the
grandmother of the new clothes is needle, the colored egg has also come out of the cage, the grandmother has come out of the cage again, the new clothes have been
