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Ashtian
Ashtian (Persian: آشتيان, also Romanized as Āshtīān and Ashtīyan) is a city in and the capital of Ashtian County, Markazi Province, Iran. At the 2006 census, its population was 8,324, in 2,597 families.
Ashtian lies in a fertile agricultural district, watered by surface streams and qanats. The region is a famous one for carpet-weaving. Among its historical monuments is the remains of a fortress and a Safavid era caravanserai. Several learned men and religious figures have stemmed from Ashtian. Abbas Eqbāl Ashtiani (عباس اقبال آشتیانی), a celebrated Iranian literary figure, and Abdolkarim Gharib, founder of geological research in Iran, were born in Ashtian. Father of Dr Mohammad Gharib, founder of modern Paediatrics in Iran, was also a native of Ashtian.
The people of Ashtian speak a peculiar Persian dialect known as Ashtiani. They follow the Shia branch of Islam.
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Wish Coin
by: BeckNow I'm comin' over, see me down at the station
By the lane with my hands in my pocket
Jinglin' a wish coin that I stole from a fountain
That was drownin' all the cares in the world though
When I gettin older, climbin' up
On the back porch fence, just to see the dogs runnin'
Ring and a question and my shiverin'
Voice is singin' through a crack in the window
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na
Down on the corner, see me standin'
On a makeshift home with a dust storm comin'
In a long black shadow, pull the hammer
From a coal mine down where your daddy was workin'
Comb my hair back, strike a match
On the bathroom wall where my number is written
Drivin' on a sidewalk, lookin' back
At the sky, it's burnin' in the rear view mirror
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
I'm comin' over, see you down at the station
By the lane with my hands in my pocket
Jinglin' a wish coin that I stole from a fountain
That was drownin' all the cares in the world though
When I gettin' older, climbin' up
On the back fence, pointing to the dogs standin' firm
With a ring and a question, dime a dozen
And a voice that was singin' underneath the window
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, I better go it alone
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I better go it alone, na, na, na, na, na
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