شعری از استاد عابدین پاپی به زبان انگلیسی

Written by mr.poppy , translated

Rime my face
Tell to the painter
To rime my face
Take a pen in his hands
Paint the eyes sincerely
And portray my face
As if my smile is a friend of cry
Tell to the painter
Carve an epitaph on my gravestone
That the sense of the stone can read it
That the sense of the stone knows it
Carve the sensation that can
Feel the soil
The sentiment that can
Feel the soil
The sentiment that never
I don’t have two colors like dying color of the hair
Tell to the painter
Rime my face

عابدین پاپی

Written by mr.poppy , translated

Rime my face

Tell to the painter

To rime my face

Take a pen in his hands

Paint the eyes sincerely

And portray my face

As if my smile is a friend of cry

Tell to the painter

Carve an epitaph on my gravestone

That the sense of the stone can read it

That the sense of the stone knows it

Carve the sensation that can

Feel the soil

The sentiment that can

Feel the soil

The sentiment that never

I don’t have two colors like dying color of the hair

Tell to the painter

Rime my face

عابدین پاپی