شعری از استاد عابدین پاپی به زبان انگلیسی

Written by mr.poppy , translated Rime my face Tell to the painter To rime my face Take a pen in his hands Paint the eyes sincerely And portray my face As if my smile is a friend of cry Tell to the painter Carve an epitaph on my gravestone That the sense of the stone can read it That the sense of the stone knows it Carve the sensation that can Feel the soil The sentiment that can Feel the soil The sentiment that never I don’t have two colors like dying color of the hair Tell to the painter Rime my face عابدین پاپی

Written by mr.poppy , translated

Rime my face
Tell to the painter
To rime my face
Take a pen in his hands
Paint the eyes sincerely
And portray my face
As if my smile is a friend of cry
Tell to the painter
Carve an epitaph on my gravestone
That the sense of the stone can read it
That the sense of the stone knows it
Carve the sensation that can
Feel the soil
The sentiment that can
Feel the soil
The sentiment that never
I don’t have two colors like dying color of the hair
Tell to the painter
Rime my face

عابدین پاپی