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Noosh-Afarin --- Cheshm Siah (Black Eye)
Words: Mina Jalali
Melody: Mohammad Hassan Toufanian
Arrengement: Farhad Moraffah
Year: 1999
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Black eye, your gaze is a window to me,
What a view, what a grace, what a magnificent scenery!
The black eyes and your two brows make my window blurry,
Pulling down the curtain of your frown, causing me misery.
Black eyes, black brows—you are a night, and I am a moon myself,
My darling, if you sulk with me, your own days will turn dark as well.
Your love is a garden-alley filled with colorful flowers,
Your love is a path, but a straight and beautiful road of ours.
Your black eyes and your brows are picking a fight with my heart,
Crooking the straight road of love right before my start.
Between your two brows, oh, how cramped my poor heart feels,
My heart is so exhausted; how stone-hard is the frown it deals!
The lily of my locks holds a mad, passionate desire,
Stirring and scattering with the breeze of your breath's fire.
Let me pluck a wild poppy from the mountain of hope and dream,
Place it upon my locks and say: "Come smell it, and beam!"
The silky pillow beneath my head has turned into stone,
The black-eyed vision of your love is a dream of heartache alone.
The black-eyed vision of your love is a dream of heartache alone.
Your black eyes and your brows are picking a fight with my heart,
Crooking the straight road of love right before my start.
Between your two brows, oh, how cramped my poor heart feels,
My heart is so exhausted; how stone-hard is the frown it deals!