THE BIRD WAS ONLY A BIRD
the bird said," What scent! What sanshine! Ah !
spring has come
And i shall go in search of my mate."
Frome the portico`s edge the bird
Flew; like a message it flew and went away
The bird was littel
The bird did not think
The bird did not read newspapers
The bird was not in debt.
The bird did not know men
The bird flew theough the sky
Over the red lightsAt the altitude of unknowingness
At madly experienced
Blue moments.
The bird, Ah, was only a bird.
< Forugh Farrokhzad >
