Endless Embrace
Atabak Elyasi, Mahsa Vahdat
At dawn a caressing breeze makes a song
and plays it softly to my beloved
With the sound of a nightingale's song
it steals the sleep from my reposing lover
It leads him like a boat on blue waves
to a place where lovers unite
While the heart of the ocean is roaring in the thunder,
I will embrace him for ever