Lyrics of Koodakaneh by Baran Shahyar Ghanbari In English
The smell of Eid, the smell of balls, the smell of colored paper, the pungent smell of smoked fish in the middle of the table, the smell of jasmine, the place of prayer, Grandmas cashmere prayer, winter with them, and I spend my winter with them, and I
spend my tiredness with these, and I spend my fatigue with these, and I make the joy of
breaking the piggy of money, the fear of losing the Eid coin from counting. I smell a lot of unfolded banknotes, the layer of books with them, I spend winter with them, I am tired with them, and I
think about spooning a girl in a black tent, the enthusiasm of a long jump over the bushes of the electric light, the shoes paired in the closets with these winter, and I spend the winter with them, I am tired with them, and I take them off.
