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ای همنفسان بودن و آسودنِ ما چیست؟

یاران همه کردند سفر، بودنِ ما چیست؟

بشتاب رفیقا که عزیزان همه رفتند

ساکن شدن و راه نپیمودنِ ما چیست؟

ای چرخ! همان گیر که از جورِ تو مردیم

هر دم المی بر الم افزودنِ ما چیست؟

گر زخمِ غمی بر جگرِ ریش نداریم

رخساره به خون جگر آلودنِ ما چیست؟

وحشی چو تغافل زده از ما گذرد یار

افتادن و بر خاک جبین سودنِ ما چیست؟

- وحشی بافقی -

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پ ن ۱: (My way / Frank Sinatra)
* And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say - not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
Yes, it was my way

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پ ن ۲: چون کوهِ غم تاب آورد جسمی بدین فرسودگی
غم برنتابد بیش ازین باید تنِ فرمودگی
نی ناله‌ای نزدیک لب، نی گریه‌ای در دلِ گره
یارب نصیبِ من مکن اینست اگر آسودگی...
- وحشی بافقی -

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