ﻣﺜﻠﻪ ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺁﺳﻤﻮﻥ ﺭﻧﮕﻪ ﮔﻼ‌ﯼ ﻣﺮﯾﻤﻪ
ﻓﻘﻂ ﯾﻪ ﻗﻠﺐ ﻣﻬﺮﺑﻮﻥ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﻋﺎﺷﻘﯽ ﮐﻤﻪ
ﺭﻭ ﮔﻮﻧﻪ ﯼ ﮔﻞ ﺗﺎ ﺍﺑﺪ ﺳﺮﺧﯽ ﺭﻧﮓ ﺷﺒﻨﻤﻪ
ﺗﺎ ﺭﻭﺯ ﺁﺧﺮ ﺑﺨﺪﺍ ﺗﻮ ﻗﻠﺐ ﻣﻦ ﭘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﻏﻤﻪ
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﺗﻮ ﺗﻮ ﺩﺳﺘﺎﯼ ﮐﯽ ﺑﺒﯿﻨﻢ ﻭ ﺑﺎﻭﺭ ﮐﻨﻢ
ﺑﺬﺍﺭ ﺑﺮﻡ ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺩﻭﺭ ﺩﺍﺩ ﺍﺯ ﺟﺪﺍﯾﯽ ﺳﺮ ﮐﻨﻢ
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ﯾﻪ ﺭﻭﺯﯼ ﺭﻭﺯﮔﺎﺭﯼ ﺑﻮﺩ    ﺩﻟﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺳﯿﻨﻪ ﻣﯽ ﺗﭙﯿﺪ
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﯼ ﻧﯿﻤﻪ ﺟﻮﻥ ﻣﻦ   ﺑﻪ ﺩﺳﺘﺎﯼ ﺗﻮ ﻣﯽ ﺭﺳﯿﺪ
ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺑﯽ ﮐﻠﮏ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺯ ﺧﺪﺍﯼ ﻣﻬﺮﺑﻮﻥ
ﺗﻮﻗﻊ ﺯﯾﺎﺩﯼ ﺑﻮﺩ ﯾﻪ ﺁﻟﻮﻧﮏ ﯾﻪ ﻟﻘﻤﻪ ﻧﻮﻥ
ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﺨﺘﯽ ﮐﻪ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
                     ﺭﻓﯿﻖ ﺑﯽ ﮐﻠﮏ ﮐﻪ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
                                ﺍﮔﻪ ﻫﻨﻮﺯ ﺟﻮﻥ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ
                                         ﺗﻘﺼﯿﺮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻓﻠﮏ ﮐﻪ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
ﻗﺼﻪ ﺑﻪ ﺁﺧﺮ ﻣﯿﺮﺳﻪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺭﺍﻫﻪ ﺁﺧﺮﻩ
ﺭﻓﯿﻖ ﻧﯿﻤﻪ ﺭﺍﻫﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺗﻨﻬﺎﯾﯽ ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺑﻬﺘﺮﻩ
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