As long as the donkey
Who is riding is not aware of the shopping

As long as he kissed
One hundred riders passed on his head

Said the donkey: I will last the last time
I kick my curse to everyone

To do not make your own. Who are you
Whomever he wants, ride you


As long as the donkey, hot market
Freedom but in shame

Whoever laughs and lies a good lie
On the heart of the donkey earlier than the right to penetrate

Flame
The law of the referee's language

Donkey
Became hostage number, inmate of the road

One came, the light messenger of light
He said, "Why your sleep so heavy and blind?"

He said the donkey: O wise man, silent!
They have a map of these riders, comfort!

He didn't know that on his shoulder
No one is light, not from spring

Bell is a cruel
With a mask of ineffective words

Up to the donkey, the law of the riders
So that he does not ask himself: Who is God?


#behnammohtarami#