Four Spring Songs by Hafiz Shirazi
With boiling passion’s eager haste,
Comes forth the blushing rose;
Shall we not wine like water waste,
Soft dashing as it flows?
Nowruz
Samin Baghcheban [1925 – 2008]
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On the Concept of Celebration
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