A good feeling is the same; the patterns of chadorshab on manteau, clothes and vests. A motif becomes brilliant; it is like Rudaki’s poems on the tongue of Homayoun. The position of both would be slightly faint as long as it flies with singing.
I wish that day comes; it is not far off the day when art is for art; when we wrote that it is a time to reveal these unaffected motifs anywhere; curtains of homes, flags of climbers; a dress for any time, not just for celebrations and happiness. This is not a big request for Qasem Abad.
Come the same it may!