our era is the era of deceit
era of strange names
era of the death of vase
and black umbrella in the rain
our city seems to be very busy
with full of false promises
and with the skies full of smokes
and its lovers with dark hearts
i wish in the scarcity of tulips
we sat in a boat and get the courage
of sailing through the sea
you and i, alone and alone
our houses are surrounded with railings
and curtains are down behind every window
cages are filled with bird
the lips with no smile on
the eyes have become the house of questions
becoming kind is kind of impossible
there is no eager for love
nobody cares about Leily
i wish in the scarcity of tulips
we sat in a boat and get the courage
of sailing through the sea
you and i alone and alone
we sail up to the point that
the seaside would disappear from you and i
we sail the boat together
and we live there to the end of our lives
where neither its sky nor its people's voice
neither its sadness nor its activity
nor its best-seller flowers
are not made of iron just like here (2)
so listen and remember
and no one be aware of this (secret)
"if tommorow we're alive
we'll meet by the seaside" (4)
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