من از نهایت شب حرف میزنم،،،من از نهایت تاریکی و از نهایت شب حرف میزنم،،،اگر به خانه من آمدی برای من،ای مهربان چراغ بیاور و یک دریچه که از آن به ازدحام کوچه خوشبخت بنگرم I have been living in Britain for eight years and I am satisfied with my life, but it is not enough for me, not that I am a perfect person, but that I have flaws, sometimes a look is as big as a book of sentences hidden inside,,,, I am waiting for that look,, Maybe you are also waiting for that look from me