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Dreamy Eyes

Remembered the old years, we were together
Walk together rainy melodic rhythms in the afternoon
Old small quay with a lot of passion
Fall leaves are still falling, but now you are far from me
 
Dreamy eyes old year, where is it now?
the same old scene, why no more cloudy hair here?
The road is empty, the rain falls immensely,
My dreams don't calm down, even love fades..
 
Love is like a cloud of fog
It swept with the vague sad winds,
Love is like a thunderstorm through the dull streets
Remember her lovely old figure
On a light, sunny afternoon with romantic love melodies
Worn out waiting for each other
 
Dreamy eyes old year, where is it now?
A quiet station so far from my love
Dry leaves lonely, helplessly,
Swept in the afternoon breeze like you're far from me.
 
Memories like soft chords
Melodious with a dreamy afternoon in poetry
Regret the old love
Over the years, it's forever unforgettable
 
Love is something like the floating clouds…..
 


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11.02.2025

Anthem to SPAL





On the sunday we'll go to pitch,
To cheer on our SPAL
When they want, they can play
And nobody can stop them
Come on, let's go, boys,
That we'll make'em feel scared
If we want to win, we can do it
Shot these balls inside their net.
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

If by disgrace they score against us,
Dribble em'all, even the fullbacks.
With courage and confidence,
Bring forward that ball.
Let's go SPAL, we are in Serie B
We don't want Serie C anymore
Let's go SPAL, keep going
That we'll win the Serie B!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

All the crowd is anxious
Their eyes are on the ball
The fans are in frendzy:
'Let's go SPAL, we'll go in Serie A!'
Let's go, let's go, let's go SPAL
We've had enough of suffering
We are stronger than ever
Let's go SPAL and you'll win!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 


11.02.2025

Nowkhosravani 4/ you are that cloud which...





They say a beautiful flower compares to the moon the moon to the sun,
You are that cloud which fragrance of your shadow, like the shadow of your fragrance, could veil the flower and the moon and the sun.
 


11.02.2025

RED





Love is always complicated.
Words never fly straight.
I just want to live simply,
but I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
 

You wear a beautiful dress,
smiling so innocently.
But even that kind of happiness scares me,
so I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
 

What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
 

Love is always a coward,
always afraid of words.
Blindfolded— in the darkness, my hands can’t grasp the light.
 

What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
 

“Even if it costs me my life,”
“I will protect you.”
But if that’s not how this goes,
then just break me already.
Please—don’t go.
 


11.02.2025

A Prayer





Gazing into an angel’s smile
A deaf old lady folds her hands together
In the empty space of the church
A candle burns next to the altar
 

The light of the small flame fades
The evening rises [its] crow wings
The old lady closes1 her eyes
The church drowns in the dark of the night
 

A prayer will turn into a trifle
Every problem, every quarrel
In the empty space of the church
The candle next to the altar goes out
 
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