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نفس در سینه ام افتاده از جوش                                                                                                                                                           چو آن سرو خرامان گشت خاموش                                                                                                                                                           شدم حیران وسرگشته ونالان                                                                                                                                                                  خدایا بر دلم کن درد درمان                                                                                                                                                                        دل اندر سوگ او سوزد شب وروز                                                                                                                                                              منم غمگین پریشان اف به امروز                                                                                                                                                               کجا رفت آن نجیب آریائی                                                                                                                                                                          الهی داد و بی داد از جدائی                                                                                                                                                                     چنان کرده جگر را پاره در خون                                                                                                                                                                  که می خواهم بسوزم همچو مجنون                                                                                                                                                        مرا بر این جهان میلی نباشد                                                                                                                                                                     چو آن شیرین عذار رفته باشد                                                                                                                                                                   تقدیم به ناصر حجازی که با صداقت درونش و صراحت وجودش وبا پرواز آخرینش برفراز سرزمینش تا ابدیت جاودانه گشت