Dar Khiyal

In my imagination, your image appears once again, In the silence of the night, a flower blooms in my chest. Life passes, and nothing remains but a sorrowful memory, In the end, this story too becomes lost in contemplation. Oh, alas! Desires, in the dust of the moments, Like a tear on the face of the moonlight, are left all alone.

Dar khayalam baz ham naqsh-e to peyda mishavad Dar sokut-e shab, goli dar sine'am va mishavad Miravad omr, nemimanad be joz yadi hazin Aqabat in qesseh ham, gharq-e tamasha mishavad Ey darigha, arezuha dar ghobar-e lahzeha Hamcho ashki dar rokh-e mahtab, tanha mishavad