Lyrics of Hamishe Ghayeb (1353) Dariush In English

Someone is waiting for me to see
Someone who smells thirsty

like a miracle in the book. He said that romantic poetry

empty Moni table is full of anemone
Black Hands
My absent is my late scars
Always absent I dont like my crying
Dont give it a time of calling it
The mirrors become blind to the stars

like a miracle in the book. White Grandmas Tale
The Best Poets of Closed Always absent

like a miracle has come in the book
Maybe its always absent
If you are not unable to say
Tell us if you are not demanding