It wasn't the road nor the conclusion that brought me here
There was a reason, an aftermath, that made me a beggar1
Maybe you weren't even around when I thought you were there
But I was so lonely that apparently, I fooled myself
It was just losses and damages that was left in my arms
'Pack of lies' was (the game that was) played without getting bored
Maybe you were far when I thought you were near (to me)
I didn't even touch that heart of yours that I thought was mine
This world is not a beautiful place, my interior is full of pain, have another look!
I have flowers that faded but smell beautifully
Love/Passion is not a beautiful thing, it's essence is pain and sorrows, (and) both of it's eyes are full of lies
There are bodies (people) that I put my faith in and fell in love
Or maybe not
1. derbeder refers to a person who doesn't have a home and tries to find a refuge from every home. The word 'Derbeder' is of Persian origin and literally means 'door to door'