Is your face towards the hot place where the food is cooking? انتظارت

Are you two-faced and sorrowful? Close your eyes, drops are waiting for you.

Because the nightingale falls asleep in your longing, if you die.

A vital element of wild life is the continuation of the path of ants to your heart, especially to your paradise.

He is lazy and overweight and sleeps a lot.

You have made it a habit to not show your true colors in life, just like him.

“That is one edge, and in your layers”

Your face gets lost towards the cold side of the bow and pressure.

Blue? A basket full of eggs that you don’t need left behind.

In your hands is a crazy farm! A farm next to the canal and water pressure! ش را به دست می‌آوری

The scent of a lion is carried in your chest, a cub that you hold in your hands.

You used to scare me with the thought of a ladder rising from the darkness, a rope that…

You used to frighten me with the image of a ladder ascending from the darkness, a rope that…

The cow is afraid of the carpet bushes, close your eyes!

“Be afraid of the farmer! Don’t be afraid of your natural memories, come among the weeds.”

“Like straw particles in the nose, it will scatter false desires.” ای تو می‌خوانند

Stretch out on the table and count the stars, your sheep are singing for you. می‌کنند

They wander and sleep on the edge next to the sharpness of the dream that they rotate.

Eyes in the bowl of flour with the delicious image of toasted wheat. باشد

It is the young onion sprout that consumes the tears of reality and should be careful. نیست

Be careful! Always be mindful not to lose your balance. There’s nothing to it. برای تو می‌وزد

Don’t let your attention stay towards the cold, to a place where the chimney is blowing for you.

He/She is looking.