O, witnesses of the night br br Exile me br br To the most distant point of the universe br br In the complex area of the vacuum br br Moment by moment br br I think about my enjoyment br br That night br br the voice of calligrapher's pen was heard br br And i feigned sleep br br I became tired br br Time br br is my place to act br br I have acknowledged my faith br br I shall go to the cemetery br br To dig a grave for myself br br but br br The weather is cold br br It's snowing br br And umbrellas br br Have put my burial ceremony off br br ((Poet: Seyed Morteza Hamidzadeh))br br Seyed Morteza Hamidzadehbr br