September 29, 2009
نيرويم را از دست می دهم
به سان گاوآهن فرسوده
در طلوع سپيده دمی ديگر
بال هايم، به عرشم می برند
مثل شمعی در ضيافت،کم کم آب می شوم
اما
سپيده که زد، دوباره موم های ذوب شده ام را پس گرفتم
و دانستم برای که بسوزم و برای چه ببالم
چگونه ببخشم آخرين قطره ی سعادت را
که به آرامی بميرم
Nostalghia
February 3, 2009
Some people are born to sit by a river.Some get struck by lightning.Some have an ear for music.Some are artists.Some swim.Some know buttons.Some know Shakespeare. Some are mothers.And some people... dance.
November 29, 2008
Enemy At The Gates
- And if you survive? What will the useless Vassili Zaitsev do then?
- l want to work in a factory. My granddad took me to a factory once.There was this man there.High up on a foot walk.He wasn't wearing blue like the others.The people who were supervising didn't really understand what they were doing.But for him up there, it was simple.
lt was clear.And l thought, one day...
l could be that man
