لالای داغدیده

I resemble a grief-marked tulip I resemble a crop struck by blight

Neither ending nor peace I am like prey writhing in blood

The heart is not a dove that once it rises it alights again From the corner of the roof that we flew from — we flew, we flew

Neither ending nor peace I am like prey writhing in blood

Lalaye daghdida ra manam Lalaye daghdida ra manam Keshte afat rasida ra manam Keshte afat rasida ra manam

Ne sar anjame o ne arame Ne sar anjame o ne arame Sayde dar khoon tapida dar aramam Sayde dar khoon tapida dar aramam

Dil nest kabootar ke cho barkhast neshinad Az goshaye bame ke paridem, paridem Ne sar anjame o ne arame Ne sar anjame o ne arame Sayde dar khoon tapida dar aramam Sayde dar khoon tapida dar aramam Keshte afat rasida ra manam Keshte afat rasida ra manam