Fire

آری، آری ، زندگی زیباست زندگی آتشگهی دیرنده پا برجاست گر بیفروزیش، رقص شعله اش در هر کران پیداست ورنه، خاموش است وخاموشی گناه ماست سیاوش کسرایی / / / / / Life is like fire, can burns forever. If we turn it on we can see flame dances from far away, other wise its dark and thats our fault.

hey
I have this googooli feeling, or this "Za za zue" feeling, of being in love, :)
this cute googooli feeling, a clean neat feeling, feeling of white cover by white, which has a blue inside,
feeling of love, feeling of doing some thing nice, and big,
feeling of don't let the sun go down,
feeling of behesh begoo doosesh daram,
feeling of cute grean frog,
all those cute and nice memories of maryam, and all those days of talking at her place( that day which was tagarg- ( that was the bigest tagarg i've ever seen, (I'm living in Canada and i'm remembering those tagarg!), and then rain bow) - in abas abad, and niavaroon-
memories of roxana, whom first introduce me to queen, elton john, and "rain" of madoona,
Don't let the sun goes down on me

feeling of listening to Dido, ( or who she was? taht great voice?) and walking through a jungle, or walking on a shore at a beautiful moon light, no matter with whom
feeling of a walce on street, a walce that u can dance so chik to chik that u can hear his heart's beat. ( specially on a moon light)
feeling of being in grade 8.
smell of my Este Lauder perfume on my black jacket.
smell of Wings ( perfum)
[ Do u remember all perfume had another smel when I was younger? ]
smell of gole maryam


behesh begoo baharame , sabzie sabze zarame,
all those grade 8 stories.


we r in heaven