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Candle of the World
It is the slaughterhouse of love for both of us
My soul is tired of this story
The caravan of a loyal friend is easy
Keep me, my family, my life, keep me
But if my way is easy
Follow your path, I know my mirror
Shadowed, I ask for a hand from Saba
It's hard for me to deal with this story
I'm thirsty if it's convenient
Thank you, my friend, you are my acquaintance
Sometimes it was the side of the arrow
He asked for the old man's hand
May my heart reach your feet
The eyes of my heart are filled with that arrow
Or hear another word from that opponent
I hear from you that it will be over
Shadow and light, you are the world-enhancing candle
Let the story be happy next time
We are all in our circle, you are from Saba
Do not destroy the candle of the world, the one who made the world
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Sam Keshavarz Amandi
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