ﺳﺮﺩﯼ ﺑﻬﻤﻦ, ﻧﻪ ﭘﺎﻟﺘﻮ ﻻﺯﻡ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ ﻧﻪ ﺷﺎﻝ ..ﺣﺮﻡ ﻧﻔﺲ ﻫﺎﯼ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻫﺪ ....ﺑﺎﻫﻢ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺭ ﺧﯿﺎﺑﺎﻧﻬﺎﯼ ﺑﺮﻓﯽ ﺷﻬﺮ ﻗﺪﻡ ﺑﺰﻧﯿﻢ ...ﺑﯽ ﺷﮏ, ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﺩﻝ ﮔﺮﻡ ﻣﯿﺸﻮﯾﻢ ...ﺑﻬﺎﺭ ﭘﺸﺖ ﭘﻨﺠﺮﻩ ﺑﻪ ﺍﻧﺘﻈﺎﺭ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻪ ﺍﺳﺖ,