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Text & Translation

Oh, I'm so sorry (literally: may God make me die) Were you worried?

I swear on the soul of my mother, it wasn't my fault...

The roads were crowded.

To make up for it, I bought some bāqelā-pulaw for you from the Raftari [restaurant.]
بمیرم الهی، دلواپس شدی؟

به روح عزیز تقصیر من نبود...

راه شلوغ بود.

عوضش برات از رفتاری  باقالی (باقلا) پلو گرفتم.



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