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Translation

Cold Wind Blowing


The cold wind blows and yearning for you takes over me whenever it blows harder
You cross my mind, I remember your warmth then my hands come to shiver
 
It turned out that I hold, for you a longing like an ember risen from the ash, in my chest
Hiding my eagerness while there's is still, in me, something of you that is left
 
I'm begging you, just know that after you the cold got me chilled, if I ever spring to your mind
Begging for the warm scent of yours upon my hands and what was left of it behind
 
Missing you and my yearning has crossed the limits. Can you hear me?!
I'm the one whose clothes got soaked with tears from my eyes running free
 
Standing under a cloud of passion, flowers in my hand is what I'm holding
Afraid that our feeling would wither, you'd come but it's me whom you won't be finding
 
The cold wind blows and I ask myself, still don't find an answer
How could you forget me after all that feeling we shared together
 




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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
 
  • 1. Partly or temporily.