Shaere Tamam Shodeh Shahin Najafi - Single 2010 Music: Shahin Najafi I look from sorrow to greater sorrow I set out on my trip with a suitcase already soaked I understood from the look of the raven who took flight That in the forest fate is the man ax Spun around from the most childish dreams I continue to make love to your body With every vein that throbs I feel the madness, Im all for that! In the midst of the flowing blood With the last cry in my throat The sound of feet hailing beyond the window. You fall to sleep on a bed for one To crush the last insect with your slippers on. Your never should have been a question and written which one? With your hands you are in my last seizure With weeping to make a man, Injurer, wise Or reading poetry or a m corning without birches With kisses you are in my dreams of the possible, something not seen in films, nor in the state of my furniture A vision of pleasure, I am the floor under your body, (with pleasure a vision that restrains my body) Im tired of all that philosophical talk With tears in the center of poems- lucky stars Drinking tea with folks afterwards I swear its all in my head! This very poet is finished/ dried up. I swear on this night and this poem I am scratchy The second time I return to this accursed city You listen to tasteless scientific discussions, The second time Ive returned to the safety of your bosom To our final vision, to the nightmare before Again I have returned for the last kiss https://youtube/watch?v=YDl8Z1EEmWE
Posted on: Tue, 23 Sep 2014 19:21:48 +0000
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