Where is the world taking me that I can’t speak my words and… <\/p>\n
Fear has gripped my throat. Where is the world taking me? <\/p>\n
I cannot read, my dear world, my dear world. My eyes. \u0648 \u0628\u0647 \u062a\u0648 \u0641\u06a9\u0631 \u0645\u06cc\u200c\u06a9\u0646\u0645<\/p>\n
I close my eyes and think of you. \u062e\u06cc\u0627\u0644 \u0645\u0646\u200c\u0627\u0646\u062f<\/p>\n
And I go to the street, the streets are in my imagination, the streets are in my imagination. \u0645\u06cc\u200c\u0631\u0648\u0646\u062f<\/p>\n
I am walking. On that day, the streets are also walking in my imagination. \u0627\u0644\u06cc \u0627\u0633\u062a<\/p>\n
They were going that day, I remember it fondly: the world is a handkerchief. <\/p>\n
He had taken me and was taking me with him to the world. <\/p>\n
He was holding my hand and I was walking beside you. \u062a\u062d\u062a \u067e\u0627\u06cc\u0645<\/p>\n
You were by my side and a bullet in front of you; you were by my side and suddenly, the ground beneath my feet. \u0622\u0633\u0645\u0627\u0646 \u062a\u0627\u0631\u06cc\u06a9 \u0645\u06cc\u200c\u0634\u062f<\/p>\n
I turned red. I saw you, trembling on the cold ground, and I saw the sky getting dark. <\/p>\n
“You were wearing a red shirt, with a smile on your lips, your forehead was red, and your cheeks were flushed.” <\/p>\n
As I was walking down the street, it was warm. You were looking at me. \u062a \u0628\u0627\u0634\u062f<\/p>\n
You didn’t say anything, but you were saying; you were thinking about your mother waiting for you. \u0631\u0627 \u0628\u06af\u0630\u0631\u0627\u0646\u06cc<\/p>\n
“Come back home to your mother, as you were supposed to spend your youth.” <\/p>\n
Tell your mother to wear black. \u0628\u062e\u0648\u0627\u0647\u0645<\/p>\n
I can ask from your eyes about your love for your mother. <\/p>\n
Let me tell you! I saw these and said, “The government is neglecting the streets.” <\/p>\n
He is afraid and has no desire to see anyone, reason. \u062f\u0627\u0631\u0645<\/p>\n
I don’t want to see these things again and I remember you. \u0645\u0646 \u0631\u0627 \u0645\u06cc\u200c\u0628\u0631\u062f<\/p>\n
I bring it with me and I say to myself, where is the world taking me? Where is the world taking me? <\/p>\n
The world has taken you, where, with whom can I? \u0646\u062f\u06cc\u062f\u0647<\/p>\n
Should I speak up? World, why, why does the world prefer you? <\/p>\n
Don’t they give? I put my head between my knees and talk to you. \u060c \u06a9\u0647 \u0647\u0633\u062a\u06cc\u060c \u062e\u0646\u062f\u0647 \u0645\u06cc\u200c\u06a9\u0646\u0645<\/p>\n
Larzan, larzan, without you, I cry; with you, I laugh. \u06cc \u0628\u0647 \u062a\u0631\u062f\u062f \u0646\u062f\u0627\u0631\u06cc<\/p>\n
That you have walked on sensitive streets and no longer need to commute. \u0645<\/p>\n
Let’s not think about renting a house and timely pills.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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