دلم گرفته هوای انار کرده دلم -سعید بیانکی

I have taken my air spring  weather involuntary cry of the heart 

Let go of the edge of the roof of the two spools crop  weather and a night I trail 

Come to compose bit  thousand words and I bloody train 

By the time pounding the fresh breath to  me and I hope to live 

That there are no last-aging dental  I hunted gazelle optimistic line and empty 

Laugh a bloody lip cracked lips  I have broken my heart pomegranate air  .