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Moein -=- Khone
Golaye khoshke to goldoon khabar az dard mideh
the dry flowers in the pot is a message of pain
Khabar az jodaii o zendegie sard mideh
message of separation , of a cold life
Vaghti ba shoghe faravoon be khoone roo miaram
with excitment when i go home
Be man azare to farmane aghab gard mideh
it gives me pain
Nazar saze zendegimoon khashen ahang beshe
dont let our song of lives become violent
Ye kari koni, Ye kari kon vaseye khooneh delam tang beshe
do something , do something so i will miss home
Khooneh akharin panahe vaseye khastegi ham
our home is the last place for resting
Khooneh akharin omide vase delbastegiham
home is were im happy(????)
Mane khasteh vaseh goftegoo ye hamraz mikham
this tired lonely person i need someone to talk to
Vaseh parkeshidanam rafighe parvaz mikham
for flying i need someone to fly with
Nazar saze zendegimoon khashen ahang beshe
dont let the song of our lives become violent
Ye kari kon, Ye kari kon vaseye khooneh delam tang beshe
do someting , do something so i miss home
Thanks in advance[/quote]
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