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The cupbearer, the light of the wind, the light of our cup, the singer, tell us that the work of the world has become our palate. We have seen the image of our beloved's face in the cup. O ignorant one, the pleasure of drinking continuously. We will never die. The one whose heart came to life with love is recorded in the journal of the world. Our durability was so great. The charm and tenderness of the three-dimensional figure are like the splendor of our beloved cypress. O wind, if you pass by the flower of friends, offer the gift to the soul. Tell our name, what are you deliberately taking away? The one who does not remember our name, I fear that the day of reckoning will be wasted. The halal bread, the sheikh, the forbidden water, the Hafez, the teardrop-shaped eyes, the bird's eye, the intention of our trap. The sea of green, the sky and the crescent ship are overwhelmed by the blessings of our Haji Qavam. == / bamdad_honar ==