Notes of a Night, by Hiva Panahi
Don't want the eyes of those whose hearts are blind
get up and walk in the dark
If blood is running from your wounds
Let them in the wings of the stars
Get up and walk in the dark.
Look at the stones that broken, running rivalry
Butterflies fall into these waters
The rocks take off wings
The lower plain screams
All your life a grass in the wind
Don't want the eyes of those whose hearts are blind
Get up and walk in the dark...
Don't seek the eyes of those whose hearts are blind
Get up and walk in the dark
If blood is running from your wounds
Let them be the wings of the stars
Stand up and walk in the dark.
Look at the broken stones that are running in the river
The butterflies fall in these waters
The rocks take off wings
The lower plain screams
All your life a grass in the wind
Don't seek the eyes of those
Whose hearts are blind
Stand up and walk in the dark
2021, NYC
