{Chorus}
The plain got imprisoned by roads
When I sang of salvation
I acknowledged my outsiderness and
Drove towards insularity
The road also was imprisoned by destiny
Its path was way different than ours
It always had a tendency to favor the others
And sometimes it favored us too
Oh the passing wind
Take me home
{Verse 1}
The lengthy summer, in father’s arms
Behind the wheel of an old Paykan which no traces of it were left behind
On the seat of days the memories faded away
But beforе anyone, mother was aware of thе fate
Oh the dawn-facing night
Take me home
{Verse 2}
It was me and my songs only, in gloomy tight cafés
I was seeking something more than fame and making a name
So I took a path within
It led to nothing but darkness
''The load of deposit (of love and of divine knowledge), the (lofty) sky could not endure:
In the name of helpless me, the dice of the work (of deposit of love), they cast.''
In the name of helpless me, the dice of the work (of deposit of love), they cast
Oh the fruitless melody
Take me home
{Chorus}
The plain got imprisoned by roads
When I sang of salvation
I acknowledged my outsiderness and
Drove towards insularity
The road also was imprisoned by destiny
Its path was way different than ours
It always had a tendency to favor the others
And sometimes it favored us too
Oh the passing wind
Take me home
Oh the dawn-facing night
Take me home
Oh the fruitless melody
Take me home