“Shamali Lalazar”

Artist and Genre: Shamali Folklore. Rough Translation: “Flowers must be in full bloom in Shamali by now, but unfortunately, I’m far removed from it all. The cold and darkness of winter must have transitioned itself into brightness and spring in Shamali by now, but of course, I’m far, far away from it all. I’m now in a place where nights are miserable and the days are spent in anxiety. I have a beloved here though, but I don’t really care for her anymore. My beloved doesn’t really care for me either. Aside from Puritanism and monogamy, she’s good for nothing. She steals a heart and then hides for months in order to play mind games. I highly doubt it’ll work out between us. Tread carefully, my love. You all need to take yourselves and your class and status into consideration. Assess yourselves objectively. Act like a big shot with someone else. Do you know who I am? Plus, none of you have the courage or the guts for love. Worry about your own selves from now on. All your marriages and maternity leaves have all of you falling way behind. You’re all in decline now if you haven’t noticed already.”

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