Thirty Beats

‎Oh, the pleasant moon hanging on the lips of the beloved

‎Don’t suck the light in greed anymore

‎Don’t walk in the arms of my beloved

‎Waiting for me on her radiant face

‎Don’t touch her tender heart

‎Where my dreams are drawn

‎Don’t look for the map of her eyes

‎There my happiness is tied

‎Don’t keep your breath in the bonds of her arms

‎There my nerves are touched

‎Don’t touch the sound of her feet.

‎Listen to the rhythm of my love with your ears.

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‎Tell the city, the garden and the orchard

‎The butterfly has touched the sky’s eyes

‎All the locks of the stars have opened

‎In this luminous light of love.

‎The spark of neurons covered in magnetic passion

‎Love’s rays pave the way like a river

‎The sweetest journey breaks the pride with a twinkle

‎The still nebula peeks out from the rosebud

‎A thousand roses stand in a row

‎With our honey moon in hand

‎Where darkness will never write a letter

‎All light will be purified in the water of the fountain

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‎Oh, the open air of spring,

‎Sing no more in a lonely tune

‎Wrap the neck of the afternoon of Chaitra

‎With the garland of red spring

‎Paint the flower of love on her forehead

‎Decorate her feet

‎With pearls from the oyster

‎Tell the birds

‎That in this kingdom, poetry will awaken

‎With their united voices

‎People will forget all differences.

‎The flag of love will fly on the desert.

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‎Oh, lonely river waves,

‎Don’t shed tears on the chest of the night

‎Don’t spread your sorrowful face

‎Don’t cry and sigh

‎On the flute of our union

‎Look, the flowers have learned to smile

‎The seeds of a vocal dream have sprouted in the chest of the bumblebee

‎The joy of happiness has blossomed in the bud of sorrow

‎I am coming on horseback

‎Tell the royal court

‎All the stones of the kingdom will become flowers

‎The fragrance of time will sing the song of union in thirty beats.