In my dreams...

مى گفت: تنها چيزى كه همه دردها را دوا می‌كند عشق است.
پيدا بود كه هنوز مبتلا نشده بود...

شد یا نشد من سعیمو کردم .

Maybe this time, her / him smile won’t hide the storm inside.
Maybe this time, the thoughts wins.

In the silence of lyrics, the soul begins to speak through the mind.

That's why I'm deeply drawn to post-rock

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There are moments when words fail, and all that remains is the quiet weight of love, loss, and the things we never said.

گف کلیدی نمیخوره به قُفلم ، ازین به بعد دیگه هَمِچی به تُخمم