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هر چه بیشتر بهتر راستی ترجمه مطالب توی ادامه مطلبه Srzmynh I love my share of love you when I saw everywhere only you Hrjarv for all that you have given me… for all sunny, all gloomy, cloudy and rainy days… for all calm sunsets and all long dark nights… I thank you for the health and illness… for the sadness and joy you granted me. I thank you for all that you lent me and took back. I thank you for my solitude, my problems, my doubts and tears; because all these made me closer to you. Oh God, I want whatever you wish for me. I only ask you: Grant me so much faith, that I see you in everything coming my way; so much hope and courage, that I don’t despair. Grant me lots of love and affection everyday more than yesterday. Love of you and those around me. When your eyes have no more tear left to shed… When you have no power left to cry out… When your sinking heart has had all his words poured out… When even your notebook and pencil have left you behind… When your whole body freezes from the inside… When you close your eyes to the world and long for death… When you feel there is no one to understand you… …when you feel you are the loneliest… Having had enough of unkindness of some people, I'm sitting on a bench in the park. The pen in my hand, I'm writing. Perhaps writing is a way of escaping from oppressive thoughts. Perhaps playing with the words, sentences and papers cause to be lost in the lane and alleys of the words and find no way to get back to the cottage of sorrow. Sometimes it's good to be lost. Be lost to forget. Sometimes silence is good. Be silent to see. Sometimes ignorance is good to be far away from the tricks of others. Sometimes it's good to go far to be away from the evils of the bad… but they are just sometimes good… sometimes recollection is good to remember the goodness of the good. Sometimes finding is good to find love in every moment of my life. Sometimes talking is good to calm down someone who's been hurt by loneliness. Sometimes understanding is good to perceive all the hidden goodness. But I'm still sitting on the bench. I'm lost not to be found by sorrow. I showed up once more for happiness to see me. The geography of your being has covered the outline of the sea. The fish can't reach your whereabout, let alone I. whenever I put pen to paper, my pen point used to break. And now with the least remembrance of you, my heart breaks… come and swear by my life, that you will always stay by my side. Anyone who is satiated with your look, will abandon the earth. The kindest lover in the world! My eyes are ashamed of your generosity… till your beautiful look is the shelter of my being, the world, fortune, time and luck will be as I wish. My God! Excuse me, if I’ve always painted the canvas of life with gray and black. Excuse me, if I ignored the sun in the most sunny days of my lifetime. I’ve crossed out all my beautiful memories with red. Excuse me if I’m lost between the winter pages of my life’s calendar and haven’t reached the spring. Excuse me, if I’ve always faced a cul-de-sac when going through the curves of life and forgot that the sky path is always open... The reason why I cry may be because of your forgiving me. I don’t know; maybe it is because when I see your greatness, I feel my own weakness. That I placed you in my heart, wasn’t because I wanted to fill my solitude; it was because I need you like every other one in this world. I want every single tear to write your name on my cheeks when I cry. I want my tears to leave their trail and be born again when they reach the end of their lives. Yesterday when I was passing by life with great pride, I thought life is that God, who must be in my heart. But I was wrong. Because when I lived it, I began to hate it. Then I traveled together with someone for a time. I thought he was so much the one God I was looking for. But when we went our separate ways, I found that he wasn’t also the right one. Thereafter I never think of anyone or anything in mistake for God. My God is he, whose soul runs in me. Only he sees my cries, hears my voice and forgives me. He loves me whether I like him or not. He is always by my side; closer than anyone to me. God, place your mercy in my tears! شيشه اي ميشکند...همه مي گويند...چرا شيشه شکست؟مادري مي گويد...شايد رفع بلاست يک نفر زمزمه کرد...باد سرد وحشي مثليک کودک شيطان آمد شيشه ي پنجره را زود شکست. کاش امشب که دلم مثلآن شيشه ي مغرورشکست،عابري خندکنان مي آمد...تکه از آن را بر ميداشت...مرحمي براي دل شکسته ام مي شد...اماامشب ديدم هيچ کس هيچ نگفت،قصه ام را نشنيد از خودم پرسيدم آيا ارزش دل من از شيشه ي پنجره کمتراست؟؟؟
I heart you came in my destiny, said he would be but said did not say how far that'll never ask why
I'm just me this time, I've passed out from you what passed between us, this is the story of one not Fdashdn, after that what?, Play Button? ...
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