ﺳﯿـﺐ ﺳـﺮﺧﯽ ﺭﺍ ﺑـﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺨﺸﯿـﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓـﺖ

ﺳﯿـﺐ ﺳـﺮﺧﯽ ﺭﺍ ﺑـﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺨﺸﯿـﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓـﺖ
ﻋﺎﻗﺒـﺖ ﺑﺮ ﻋﺸـﻖ ﻣـﻦ ﺧﻨـﺪﯾـﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓـﺖ
ﺍﺷـﻚ ﺩﺭ ﭼﺸﻤــﺎﻥ ﺳـﺮﺩﻡ ﺣﻠﻘــﻪ ﺯﺩ
ﺑـﯽ ﻣـﺮﻭﺕ ﮔﺮﯾـﻪ ﺍﻡ ﺭﺍ ﺩﯾــﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓـﺖ
ﭼﺸـﻢ ﺍﺯ ﻣـﻦ ﻛﻨـﺪ ﻭ ﺩﻝ ﺍﺯ ﻣـﻦ ﺑﺮﯾـﺪ
ﺣـﺎﻝ ﺑﯿﻤـﺎﺭ ﻣــﺮﺍ ﻓﻬـﻤﯿــﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓـﺖ
ﺑـﺎ ﻏـﻢ ﻫﺠــﺮﺵ ﻣــﺪﺍﺭﺍ ﻣـﯽ ﻛﻨـﻢ
ﮔـﺮ ﭼـﻪ ﺑﺮ ﺯﺧﻤــﻢ ﻧﻤﻚ ﭘﺎﺷﯿﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓـﺖ