Today when i was heading to my room I took a bunch of Eastern flowers (Zanbegh) from the back yard of the University...
Put them behind my window to give them fresh air...
So tonight i have some guests...
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Anonymous said…
Say "Hello" to your flowers from me. Tell them they look beautiful and pure.
Anonymous said…
سلام مهمونی خوش بگذره راستی ای عکست هم قشنگتره
Anonymous said…
How many roads must a man walk down Before they call him a man How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand How many times must the cannonballs fly Before they are forever banned The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind.
How many years must a mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea How many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free How many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind.
How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky How many years must one man have Before he can hear people cry How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind.
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مهمونی خوش بگذره
راستی ای عکست هم قشنگتره
Before they call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
How many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they are forever banned
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.
How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
How many years must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.
Music and Lyrics by Bob Dylan ©1962.
Thank you Shahed...
And thank you for saying Hello to my flowers...