Every year that passes, pieces of us remain in that yearI don't know about you, but in the past pain

Every year that passes, pieces of us remain in that yearI don't know about you, but in the past painful year, I fell apart like pieces of a puzzle, and no matter what I search for in these last moments, I don't know which piece of me is stuck in which bitter moment!That I am confused and disturbed like this...هر سالی که می‌گذردتکه‌ای از ما در آن سال جا می‌ماندتو را نمی‌دانماما من در سال پُردردی که گذشتمثل تکه‌های یک پازل به هم ریختمو در این واپسین لحظاتهر چه جستجو می‌کنمنمی‌دانم کدام تکه‌امدر کدام لحظه‌ی تلخ جامانده !که اینگونه سردرگم و پریشان به سر می‌برم...