for a dear friend
(Hear voices I
Some I can’t deny
Hush, it’s alright now
It’s my mothers lullaby)
Fifteen years will pass so soon
You will get to hold the hunters moon
Let your arms unfold the pain
Through the dark of night, you’ll shine again
So get up, stand up, wipe the tears
Soothe your soul, open your ears
For the phoenix has laid her egg
No freedom you need to beg
Dream on, for it’s the greatest joy
Very inquisitive, but very coy
Walk the line of expected life
Leave no room for strife
Fifteen years will pass so soon
You will get to hold the hunters moon
Some I can’t deny
Hush, it’s alright now
It’s my mothers lullaby)
Fifteen years will pass so soon
You will get to hold the hunters moon
Let your arms unfold the pain
Through the dark of night, you’ll shine again
So get up, stand up, wipe the tears
Soothe your soul, open your ears
For the phoenix has laid her egg
No freedom you need to beg
Dream on, for it’s the greatest joy
Very inquisitive, but very coy
Walk the line of expected life
Leave no room for strife
Fifteen years will pass so soon
You will get to hold the hunters moon
10 Comments:
Beautiful Reza, very beautiful! Whoever you wrote that for can consider him/herself fortunate to have such a great friend like you!
oh Reza..how blessed Am I..
Sarah
Yes, it is dreams again
too, when you are in pain
you have nothing to gain
Yet, it will always remain
Karin, always for my friends.
be happy Sarah.
hope is the answer Jac, hope.
مدتی ازت غافل بودم به خاطر روزمرگی . عذر میخوام دوست من . خوشحالم که هنوز می نویسی . مطالبت فوق العادس . دستت درد نکنه و سرت سلامت .
"عطر پنهان مانده انديشه هايم را
باز در پرواز خواهم كرد
گر بهار آيد
گر بهار آرزو روزي به بار آيد
اين زمينهاي سراسر لوت
باغ خواهد شد
سينه اين تپه هاي سنگ
از لهيب لاله ها پر داغ خواهد شد
آه... اكنون دست من خالي است
بر فراز سينه ام جز ته هايي از گل يخ نيست
گر نشاني از گل افشان بهاران بازمي خواهيد
دور از لبخند گرم چشمه خورشيد
من به اين نازك نهال زردگونه بسته ام اميد
هست گل هايي در اين گلشن كه از سرما نمي ميرد
و اندرين تاريك شب تا صبح
عطر صحرا گسترش را از مشام ما نمي گيرد"
در يك كلام..زيبا بود!...
I wonder what is the prize of patience
Well! To be honest with you, dear othersideblue, its worthless if you miss the opportunities! But with the circumstances, one should be smart, how to be patient. Glad to see you here, come again.
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