We Are More Than Carpets

I didn’t know The meaning of “never” Why didn’t you ever come back?

I told the secret of my heart to her lips at last This kiss will lead to hate or to love perhaps

I was lost in your eyes when I fell for the trap You caught the prey alive and led it to its death

Night after night there will be one less sheep in this village If a she-wolf steals the heart of the shepherd's dog

If you Had been by my side Perhaps Things Would have gone Differently

You called me a mountain all my life, but I was a volcano I’ll become a roar one night, silence as I am from head to tow

It’s true I love you In this rain I wanted you To be sitting at the end of the street So I could pass by And say hi I wanted your smile in the rain I want To pour into the sea for you All the words that I know I want to be born again To see the world To not know the color of pine To forget my own name To look in the mirror again To not know I have a shirt To not say today The words of yesterday To prepare the house for you To buy you a suitcase For you to ask the meaning of travel from me To fish new words from the sea To wash the words To die so much Until I come alive

Calm? Why should we keep calm? When we’ll die we’ll be inevitably calm We shouldn’t die before we die

You’re all that I wish for, I hope, That I’m something you wish for

Death, was right behind us... we didn’t know it It was our very last kiss, we didn’t know it

Reason said: “Leave! Love has come to an end”

Love said: “Stay! There’s been a misunderstanding”

We did not come to this world for our own sake We have been born for sorrow to fall in love

There’s no hope for freedom When we are all walls

I’m struggling… perhaps someone will find me Although even death is not looking for me anymore After you these walls, these alleys are not talking to me I call after you but I don’t hear back my call

I’m scars all over You Be caressing fingers all over

Where is she? What is she doing? She whom I’ve forgotten.

As it is in the spring that the flowers start to grow, and it is in the spring that life starts to bloom, the Persian new year starts in spring as well.