Paw of rose, flourished in a crack of stone
Where did you find this colour to be grown?
I collected blossoms one by one
To knit a napkin by red petals and presenting the sun
I ran round the clock to find a friendship
But I haven't seen any relationship
Where am I going at the end of this trip?
Don't leave me alone my GOD, my GOD
My city has a blue sky
Starry night and shiny day
If the dream of your city goes away
Here, the colour of the sky is gray
The tales are about the receive and the pay
People don't have time to play
In this crowded city I don't have a thought
Even a shelter for my heart
Fight against sorrow, I can't be apart
Who can show me a way to restart?
Translated from a persian poem.
Mohammad Moosavi محمد موسوی