Tarab

منطربم طرب منم زهره زند نوای من

عشق میان عاشقان شیوه کند برای من

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I am Tarab, the beat and the rhythm

of this moving world

And rhythm of this world is me

Amongst lovers, even love screams my name

When it becomes drunk and playful

Love can’t help but spill my secrets

I am the rhythm of this moving world

The heartbeat of life

Bits of universe collide in their joy

and unveil my faceless face

I am the water flowing in the river

and the wine in the glass

Beware! This wine is here to shatter the glass

I am not meant to live small

For me to be, you have to disappear

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* Tarab is the beat and the rhythm of this moving world, the pulse of life.

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Painting Copyright © 2014 Carmen Costello and  Ari Honarvar

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