az ye taraf park haa, mahelehaa va jaahaai ro ke azashoon khaateraate shirin
va shaad daram kheyli miss mikonam, vali be ghole Niki, az ye taraf ham vaghti be aghlam rojoo mikonam; migam...nuhhhh...i don't think i wanna move back,,,at least not now.

baa tamaame bi kafaayatihaa va kamboodha va bi edaalatiha ke dar safare akhram be Iran(be khosoos dar Tehran) didam...i still miss Tehran.

vali ageh aaghelaane va monsefaane bekhaaim fekr konim baayad begam ke; faghat be serfe inke Tehran hameye in zargh o barghe farango nadaare(green lawns, nice clean streets, comfortable life...and glitters of our adopted countries)...it doesn't mean i am going to stop missing my mother-land. Iran, be khosoos Tehran, hamishe yek jaaye besiaar makhsoos dar fekr o ghalbam khaahad daasht.

raasti Nafassi...to cheraa? seems like no matter how many times you come this side of the water, you still run back to Tehran. for some reasons, fekr mikardam you hich jaaee ro ba Iran avaz nemikoni.