Lyrics of Va Man GeryeAm Migirad Mani Rahnama In English

The wind is stake
to hide the bread of the sparrows from the crisp sparrow
hiding the daughters of the paddy ... and we continue to, from the old dead ... we make young graves
and younger graves ... to the old dead dead ... I will
In this tired advertisement
that has drawn itchy skirts
to the end of the world
Crying I
Not for abandoned wisdom behavior


or crazy sentences
for loneliness
Skin
Fall
Are
and for whatever it links to our lives
Now you know my crying
and you know that nothing is as much as your laughter
Fish
and flowers that flourish in dawn ...