I speak out of the deep of night
out of the deep of darkness
and out of the deep of night I speak.
If you come to my house, friend
bring me a lamp and a window I can look through
at the crowd in the happy alley.
wonderful poetry, nothing to explain, it is as simple as water, still very capturing.. love it..
You have the knack and the gift! And open your window the faraway light comes to you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
from even the most beautiful land, Iran, darkness still resides. From the moment I heard the recitation of this poetry, i was curious to learn more, thanks to the Kiarostami film, The Wind Will Carry Us.