Morning breeze its fragrance will exhale The old world will once again youthfully sail Tulip will bring a red cup to the meadows
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Like showers in springtime, let my tears flow / even rocks bitterly cry when lovers depart and go Who has drunk the poison of separation, knows / for those who hope against all hope, the same goes
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I wasn't feeling well; I remembered a period of my life when I had to cover a long distance. I always chose Valiasr Street. I had forgotten how beautiful the earth is.
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