ترجمه دلنوشتهها
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ترجمه دلنوشته اول
maybe the short story of my life was summarized in rely on the big window of
greenhouse.
it's funny but my disturbed mind is dreaming the imagination of your sloppy hair.
and wail of this sloppyness about your memories.
your messy hair is getting sombrous enouph in my confuzed mind to cultivating the loneliness bubs in my head slowly.
yes... this is my daily life to cry and stare at the Geranium pots next to my feet.
yes... that's my life these days to revitalize my cheeks with salty fluid tears.
the yellow sunny shirt which I'm wearing is a reminder of your lighting tought in my mind.
and how beautiful this endless memory
of yours is...
and how beautiful these growing buds are on the head ...
and how more beautiful this loneliness with hope of some Geranium pots is...
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ترجمه دلنوشته دوم
the days and nights don't have the usual meaning for me that have backed to the sky.
I have got disgusted about all of the experience.
the buds of hope which I have cultivated in my hed, don't have the usual freshness as they always do
I think they have got hopeless too
the source of this Agonizing sadness are those bubs.
I'm Farhad of today. that Farhad who made the mountain for Shirin. I'm that Farhad who considered breathing and being alive a great sin, because of the sadness of his love's fake death.
I'm Farhad who became a toy
in hands of dastard people.
and now I, Farhad of today, have no drsire to live and even no voice to sigh.
I will give my only property as a gift to the orchid flowers maybe they understand the language of my eyes
a language which is not known that why it is groaning
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ترجمه دلنوشته سوم
my heart desires for someone's embrase.
but there is no sign!
any sign!
I'm sitting right here!... but it looks my mind is somewhere els
I'm hearing my heart beat with my asleep ears but, I do not seem to hear.
"I'm looking for a language"
"I'm looking for a time"
and after all
I won't get any thing
my tongue is unable to utter even one of it's word
in the meantime I understood...
it's the only place that eccept me with the open arms
it passed second by second, and I never tried to believe you aren't here.
my eyes look like a window which is sometimes rainy and sometimes cloudy.
I stare at the picture of my eyes in water and tell my self;
"such a tolerance your heart have"
"such a tolerance have your emotions"
I wish... no heart, no emotion get broken... I wish
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