Saeid Hadavand - Rapture

It seems I'm not on earth
How scented, Can you smell that?
How warm, Can you feel that?
What a tepid air caressing me
My eyes are close
And my arms, open in wind
Do I have any aim?
Where am I going?
But I've good feelings

And I say to myself:
Its end will be fine
Its end will be fine
end of this pleasures
end of this story
It will be fine

Now I feel
I can defeat the earth magnetism
I'm rapturing to my god

Saeid Hadavand

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