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Inspired by Molana’s Poem:
Stolen because you are going inside my life
You are my sardine, the prosperity of my farm
دزدیده چون جان می روی اندر میان جان من
سرو خرامان منی ای رونق بستان من
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مولانا
HURRY! ONLY LEFT IN STOCK.
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 Mohammadreza Shafiei Kadkani's Poem: Tell it to rain, tell it tonight - Tell it to rain tonight - Wash away the dust of this garden alley - To look for dawn in its clarity - Our presence is infinite To look for dawn in its clarity - Our presence is infinite In search of shores from which we do not know the way back - You and I wake up and see each other - Lighter than the moonlight and sleep - Run in light and hotness - A song on our lips
Inspired by Fathinia's Poem: The leaf is in the breeze who is wandering The heart is in a strange trap which is disorganized life with you What a strange feeling Love is a noble horse which is disobedient برگ در دست نسیمی است که سرگردان است قلب در دام غریبی است که بی سامان است زندگی با تو چه احساس عجیبی دارد عشق آن اسب نجیبی ست که نافرمان است (شعر از: فتحی نیا)
Inspired by Roozbeh Bemani's Poem: Wherever there is a light, it is because of the fear of being alone O my lonely fear, here is a bright light Here, one feels the fear of the night Every day he talks about the thought of falling with the mountain Where I was alone in the night of Qiblah Here in this pole of silence, the nightmare is longer هر جا چراغی روشنه از ترس تنها بودنه ای ترس تنهای من اینجا چراغی روشنه اینجا یکی از حس شب احساس وحشت می کنه هرروز از فکر سقوط با کوه صحبت می کنه جایی که من تنها شدم شب قبله گاهه آخره اینجا تو این قطب سکوت کابوس طولانی تره (شعر از: روزبه بمانی)
Inspired by Hakim Omar Khayyam's Poem: Look, where did I end up in the world? nothing What is the result of life in my hand? nothing I lit a candle, but when I sat down, there was nothing I'm Jaam e Jam, but when I broke, nothing بنگر ز جهان چه طرف بر بستم ؟ هیچ وز حاصل عمر چیست در دستم ؟ هیچ شمع طـربم ولی چو بنشستم هیچ من جام جمم ولی چو بشکستم هیچ (شعر از: حکیم عمر خیام)
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