I go with my sad heart
I talk back
Besides the absurdity of the road
Over the fence and see Ryzsh
A foothold
That you are going
I walk on the wide plains
To get to the point Q
God is still a foothold so plain to see
Life was going
And we may come to the point of ignorance
After the old vector
Go out of the plain of God
Perhaps because all values
Be better than the absurd
Haji Agha
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem