Comments about Sina Farajzadeh
Under rain of words I stand,
Can't even wash my brain or hand,
Full of sins, aware and unaware, it's our brand,
To act bad, to hide truth under sand.
And now all, me, she, we
Are alone, hopeless, can't you see?
Everything's cold, even my tree
Of knowledge which makes me free.
Full with emotins she weeps,
Me too, all we do, no kiss with our lips.
The clothes of wolves are now wore by sheeps
That's why I kill the nights by my sleeps
Forgive me, forgive us, for what we have done,
And we shouldn't, and for what we haven't done,
But we ...
Im Feeling Sad
I have the fame because of my name
Nobody can not tame the angry horses of the same
The road is too long
I feel my body hung
The rose is black and sad
Oh, yeah, my feeling's bad