Denis Bezmelnitsin
   
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Māh o Tūfan
ماه و طوفان

Tempest woke, uprose; a raven
Spread the wings of dimness, faded,
Desiccated day aghast; blast
Of fury shook the air, tore; a dust
By cloud grim bereaves of vision,
Drum of thunder bodes a demolition;
Raven black, severe, strong
Yell'd, his cry by hail did fall.
Lo, in blackness heavy
Moon appeared - apparition paly,
Said: O lord of raging storm,
Knight of night, to thee I call,
With permition of the God,
Fly to fight, to help, support
Those who guard, protect their land,
Their families and friends...
Fly to mount Alam-Kuh, and guard
Holy clime from brigands dun...

May 2018

ماه و طوفان - Moon and Tempest (Farsi)


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