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Inspired by Ehsan Haeri’s Poem:
You are my chaos, my peace
Count your letters with me
So that I can take all the excuses from your heart
You are my chaos, my peace
I listen to every song, you are me
Add dawn to my understanding of the sky
Come, without you, I have two hundred sorrows
Chartaar’s song
آشوبم آرامشم تویی
شمرده تر بگو با من حروف رفتنت
تا من بگیرم از دلت همه بهانه ها را
آشوبم آرامشم تویی
به هر ترانه ای سر میکشم تویی
سحر اضافه کن به فهم آسمانم
بیا که بی تو من غم دوصد خزانم
(شعر از: احسان حایری)
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Inspired by Attar's Poem: There are seven valleys of love that the seeker of your way passes through: request, Love, knowledge, Ignore, Oneness, astonishment, poverty and annihilation
Inspired by Forough Farokhzad's Poem: I left, forgive me and don't say he was unfaithful I had no choice but to escape This fiery love full of hopeless pain He dragged me into the valley of guilt and madness I went, that hot kiss full of longing for you Wash my lips with tears رفتم ، مرا ببخش و مگو او وفا نداشت راهی بجز گریز برایم نمانده بود این عشق آتشین پر از درد بی امید در وادی گـناه و جنونم کشانده بود رفتم ، که داغ بوسه پر حسرت ترا با اشک های دیده ز لب شستشو دهم (شعر از: فروغ فرخ زاد)
Inspired by Molana's Poem: Ride on love and think about it May the horse of love be enough An attack brought you home Even if the road is rough Jan Ashegh does not know how to eat grass May the lovers' lives be drunk سوار عشق شو وز ره میندیش که اسب عشق بس رهوار باشد به یک حمله تو را منزل رساند اگرچه راه نا هموار باشد علف خواری نداند جان عاشق که جان عاشقان خمار باشد (شعر از: مولانا)
Inspired by Hafez's Poem: Don't blow your hair so you don't blow me Don't make a foundation so that you don't destroy my foundation Don't drink wine with everyone so that I don't drink liver blood Suck it so that my screams don't reach the sky
Inspired by Molana's Poem: I cried because of this complaining creature Those are my longings and drunken screams By God, my city will be imprisoned without you I wish to wander in the mountains and the desert One hand is a cup and the other is a supporter I know such a middle dance is a dream زین خلق پر شکایت گریان شدم ملول آن های و هوی و نعره ی مستانم آرزوست والله که شهر بی تو مرا حبس میشود آوارگی کوه و بیابانم آرزوست یک دست جام باده و یک دست زلف یار رقصی چنین میانه ی میدانم آرزوست مولانا
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