Salaam to all “HAMRAHANE NOOR”,
Today is Friday and the sun rises like everyday, every month, every year and … but I fill on Fridays, it looks at the world from the sky and say to itself: “Oh my God there are many years that we’re waiting for the Real Sun”.
It remembers those gardeners who became old in his waiting,
and those swallows who immigrated every year to find him,
and those rivers which …
and those trees which …
and those men and women who …
So it wishes deeply to find him and say:
Today is Friday and the sun rises like everyday, every month, every year and … but I fill on Fridays, it looks at the world from the sky and say to itself: “Oh my God there are many years that we’re waiting for the Real Sun”.
It remembers those gardeners who became old in his waiting,
and those swallows who immigrated every year to find him,
and those rivers which …
and those trees which …
and those men and women who …
So it wishes deeply to find him and say:
برآي اي آفتاب صبح اميد كه در دست شب هجران اسيرم
Of course, we all know that at last he will come and will spread light on the dark, desolated world.
