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تویی که درد جهان را یگانه درمانی. _ هوشنگ ابتهاج

_ And look at me a little more, We both know I’m worth waitin’ for.

After a month, you aren't forgotten We will remember you until death You were people who fighted for living, for freedom, for happiness. Our whole body is scarred by your pain. We are too tired to fight, but we fight because light triumphs over darkness and the oppressor comes to an end.

_ But maybe in another life, I'll meet you at a better time, In a better place, In another life.

_ In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of.

probably needed a hug but I put my headphones on instead.

_ So baby come home, I need you to hold me, Cause it's getting cold, And it's getting stormy.

And I have a world called your eyes.

_ But I wish I was dead, dead like you.