Rose Bud

In the bush of a small village

The red rose is budding

Some of the buds are yellow, some are green with a tinge

break down often

Nine months ago, father planted in the yard

And after the mother defecates

Nine months later today that flower

A shrub has budded in the yard

Mixed with red blood

Wrapped in salnal

Red rose flower

After the birth of the rose flower

How did you wrinkle your nose?

How much like the growing bud of a rose

He swallowed his spit

And father gave a feast of "Farsi".

Don't worry about this time

The bud of a red rose flower is blooming

Looking forward to returning soon

Unknowingly to the eyes

To those hands

To those eyes

Unknown is the red rose flower

Who are waiting to sprout

Who saw the red youth of the gulak flower

They want to satisfy the eyes

Who is soft and tender like a red rose

He wants to see the newspaper

Who wants to touch the red rose

The paper of the red rose

Lay on the bed

They want to make the night colorful

The next day when the rose letter will have no color

The letter will fade

will be restless

And they will throw it in the garbage dump.

When the rose's red youth is over

And the song will end for him

The words for the poem will run out

Look at the red rose blooming in the yard

Which is making the eyes of every person happy every day

Do not fade, do not dry, do not change the color

They are giving water for days

I understand how innocent it is

How ignorant

A red rose bloomed in that yard.