Since I was born, we live in an old lovely home in the first class and beautiful place of Mashad/Iran. Especially since 18, I live in its down stairs, independent from my parents’ behavior.
Oh my room, Let me smokes the last(s) with you!
As a matter of fact my home my passed is going to be damaged in the future semester.
I don’t know how Hooshang's and Tayyeb's feelings were after the signs for sell. However I’m sure they did that just for us for their children.
Oh my old lovely Ever home;
I’m not the boy of Besat and Naserkhosro any more! Who am I without you?
I swear to my cry; I never forget the times we had. You are in my mind forever. Die alone and relax, I will do the same as soon as possible.
