Parading

May those days be remembered, be remembered.

The bitterness of grief felt like poison in my palate.
The bitterness of grief felt like poison in my palate.
The bitterness of grief felt like poison in my palate.
May the cheers of the happy drinkers be remembered.
May the cheers of the happy drinkers be remembered.
Although my friends have forgotten me,
Although my friends have forgotten me,
Let them have a thousand remembrances from me. —fal-e Hafez, translated by Reza Saberi
Let them have a thousand remembrances from me.
—fal-e Hafez, translated by Reza Saberi

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