پرنده پَر زد و بگریخت، آشیانه تُهی شد
سکوت آمد و دنیای پُر ترانه تُهی شد
چنار، سرو، سپیدار، کاج ها؛ خفتند
ببین که باغچه از سبزه و جوانه تُهی شد
صدای شومِ گلوله رسید؛ تیو، ترق، دَمب
صدای چیغ بر آمد
صدای “وای خدا”
صدای هق هق و فریاد ها
صدای “مادر جان”
صدای “آه پدر”
صدای “آه مُردَم”
کلاس ها پس از آن دانه دانه دانه تُهی شد…
حیاطِ دیدنیِ از گل و درختان پُر
چه ظالمانه خزان شد، چه ظالمانه تُهی شد
خبر رسید که کاجِ بلندِ باغ شکست
چمن به سوگ نشست و چه عاجزانه تُهی شد
یکی پسِ دگری رفت و جان سپرد و نیامد
یکی پسِ دگری رفت و این خزانه تُهی شد
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به خاک رفت، به همراه آرزو هایش
و از حضورِ قشنگش تمام خانه تُهی شد
احسان الفت
The bird flew away and fled, the nest was empty
There was silence and the world of songs was empty
Sycamore, cypress, poplar, pines; They slept
See that the garden of greenery and sprouts is empty
The ominous sound of a bullet came; Theo, crack, dumb
There was a scream
The voice of “oh God “
Sobs and screams
The voice of “Mother John”
The voice of “Oh father”
The sound of “Oh, I died”
The classes were then torn to shreds …
A spectacular courtyard full of flowers and trees
How cruelly it fell, how cruelly it was emptied
It was reported that the tall pine in the garden had broken
The grass mourned and how desperately it was emptied
One went after the other and died and did not come
One went after another and the treasury was emptied
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He went to the ground, with his wishes
And the whole house was emptied of his beautiful presence
