ﺯﻫﺮﺍ ﺍﯼ ﺳﺮﻭ ﺧﻤﯿﺪﻩ ﻗﺎﻣﺖﺍﯼ ﯾﺎﺱ ﺑﻨﻔﺸﻪ ﭘﯿﮑﺮﻫﻢ ﺷﺎﺧﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺸﮑﺴﺘﻪﻫﻢ ﻻﻟﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺷﺪ ﭘﺮﭘﺮﻧﻈﺎﺭﻩ ﮐﻦ ﺑﻪ ﺍﺷﮏ ﻭ ﺁﻫﻢﺑﻪ ﺍﻟﺘﻤﺎﺱ ﺩﺭ ﻧﮕﺎﻫﻢﭘﺮﺳﺘﻮﯼ ﻣﻬﺎﺟﺮ ﻣﻦﺻﺒﺮ ﻭ ﻗﺮﺍﺭ ﺧﺎﻧﻪ ﻣﻦﻣﺮﻭ ﻣﺮﻭ ﮐﻪ ﺑﯽ ﭘﻨﺎﻫﻢﭘﺮﺳﺘﻮﯼ ﻣﻬﺎﺟﺮ ﻣﻦﺁﻩ ﺁﻩ ﺁﻩ ﺳﯿﻨﻪ ﻧﯿﻠﻮﻓﺮﺍﻥ ﮔﺸﺘﻪ ﻏﻢ ﺗﻮﻣﯽ ﺭﻭﯼ ﻭ ﺧﻮﻥ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺮ ﮔﺮﺩﻥ ﺗﻮ********************ﺍﯼ ﯾﺎﺱ ﮐﺒﻮﺩ ﺣﯿﺪﺭﭼﺸﻤﻢ ﻫﻤﻪ ﺷﺐ ﺳﻮﯼ ﺗﻮﺑﺎ ﺧﻮﺏ ﻭ ﺑﺪﻡ ﺳﺮ ﮐﺮﺩﯼﺷﺮﻣﻨﺪﻩ ﺍﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺭﻭﯼ ﺗﻮﺑﻪ ﮐﻮﭼﻪ ﻭ ﻣﯿﺎﻥ ﺧﺎﻧﻪﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﺯﺩﻧﺪ ﻭ ﺗﺎﺯﯾﺎﻧﻪﺍﻣﺎﻥ ﺯ ﻣﺮﺩﻡ ﻣﺪﯾﻨﻪﺗﻮ ﭘﺸﺖ ﺩﺭ ﺑﻮﺩﯼ ﻭ ﻣﯽ ﺯﺩﺁﺗﺶ ﺯ ﺧﺎﻧﻪ ﺍﻡ ﺯﺑﺎﻧﻪﺍﻣﺎﻥ ﺯ ﻣﺮﺩﻡ ﻣﺪﯾﻨﻪﺁﻩ ﺁﻩ ﺁﻩ ﺳﯿﻨﻪ ﻧﯿﻠﻮﻓﺮﺍﻥ ﮔﺸﺘﻪ ﻏﻢ ﺗﻮﻣﯽ ﺭﻭﯼ ﻭ ﺧﻮﻥ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺮ ﮔﺮﺩﻥ ﺗﻮ
ﺑﺮﺩ ﺑﺎ ﮐﯿﺴﺖ؟ ﺳﺮﻭ ﻣﯽ ﻧﺎﺯﯾﺪ ﻭ ﻣﯽﺑﺎﻟﯿﺪ ﺳﺨﺖ« :ﺍﺯ ﻣﻦ ﺁﯾﺎ ﻫﺴﺖ ﺯﯾﺒﺎ ﺗﺮﺩﺭﺧﺖ؟ ﺑﺮﺩ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ ﺁﯾﺎ؟ ﻣﻦ ﭘﺮﻧﺪﻧﻮﺑﻬﺎﺭﯼ ﺑﯽ ﺧﺰﺍﻧﻢ ﺩﺭ ﺑﺮﺍﺳﺖ!»ﮔﻞ،ﺑﻪ ﺍﻭﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ« :ﺍﺯﺗﻮ ﺯﯾﺒﺎﺗﺮ ﻣﻨﻢ،ﮐﺰﺭﻧﮓ ﻭﺑﻮﯼ ﺗﺎﺝ ﻧﺎﺯﻡ ﺑﺮ ﺳﺮﺍﺳﺖ!»ﭼﻬﺮﻩ ﻧﺮﮔﺲ ﺑﻪﺧﻮﺩﺧﻮﺍﻫﯽ ﺷﮑﻔﺖ،ﭼﺸﻢ ﺑﺮ ﯾﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺧﺎﻡﺍﻧﺪﯾﺶ،ﮔﻔﺖ:«ﺩﺳﺖﺗﺎﻥﺧﺎﻟﯽﺍﺳﺖﺩﺭﺁﻧﺠﺎﮐﻪﻣﻦ،ﺩﺍﻣﻨﻢﺳﺮﺷﺎﺭ ﺍﺯ ﮔﻨﺞ ﺯﺭ ﺍﺳﺖ!»ﺍﺭﻏﻮﺍﻥ ﺁﺗﺸﯿﻦﺭﺧﺴﺎﺭ ﮔﻔﺖ« :ﺑﺮﺩ ﺑﺎ ﻫﻤﺘﺎﯼ ﺭﻭﯼ ﺩﻟﺒﺮﺍﺳﺖ!»ﻻﻟﻪ ﻫﺎ ﻣﺴﺘﺎﻧﻪ ﺭﻗﺼﯿﺪﻧﺪ،ﯾﻌﻨﯽ:«ﻏﺎﻓﻠﯿﺪ!ﺩﺭ ﺟﻬﺎﻧﯽ ﺍﯾﻨﭽﻨﯿﻦ ﻧﺎﭘﺎﯾﺪﺍﺭ،ﺑﺮﺩﺑﺎﺁﻧﮑﺲﮐﻪﭼﻮﻥﻣﺎﺳﺮﺧﻮﺷﺎﻥ،ﺗﺎ ﻧﻔﺲﺩﺍﺭﺩ ﺑﻪ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺳﺎﻏﺮ ﺍﺳﺖ«!
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