Lyrics of Hafteye Sepido Siah Mehrdad Asemani In English
Saturday I am bad, the day of love, the cries of unconscious laughter, the ignorance of Sunday morning comes like a cold coffee in the shape of a shapeless priest on the cross, the pain of
the absence of love, which kills us , the merciless flood, the spring kills the office
of Mondays, no one says that the strand of my friends hair has been lost, I have to draw a line on his scarf, when the clothes of our house are flagged, from the Tuesdays of the waves and the bottom of each refugee, there is a boat. The donkey of the beach is full of our brokenness, so that you can ask for a headless shell, the absence of
love, which kills us, the flood is cruel, it kills spring,
on Wednesday evening, it still says to burn a flag without an identity card, one comes day after day on Thursday , as it did not come, red red and hot, hot like a fire temple , it is wet from the dialect of the sea, it says write the story of two fishes,
the absence of love that kills us , the flood is cruel, it kills spring.
