Manoucher Avaznia

When two beloveds

Pact between their hearts

Put at sheer stake,

My hear would break.

As for differences

They try their best

Solutions to find,

My heart they would bind.

At a gray dawn

If a lone swan

Rides on waves of lake,

My heart would break.

However, as two

With deep affections

Row on them so kind,

My heart they would bind.

When I see narrows

Clear differences

Of real and fake,

My heart would break.

When to my deep faith

And my true love

Eyes are not blind,

My heart they would bind.