Qaasedak…

It is very difficult but I try to translate some parts

گرد بام و در من
بی ثمر می گردی
انتظار خبری نیست مرا

It is no use hanging
around my house
I am waiting no news

برو آنجا که بود چشمی و گوشی با کس
برو آنجا که تو را منتظرند

Go to the place where someone listens to you
Go to the place where people are waiting for you

با دلم می گوید
که دروغی تو، دروغ
که فریبی تو، فریب

tells my heart
that you are a lie, a lie
that you are a decption, a deception

It’s really a difficult thing to translate poems. I did my best though I couldn’t do it completely.

Oh, Dandelion! What news you bring?
Whence and from whom you bring?
Merry news may you bring
But alas, at my house, at my door
In vain you’ve flown
News I await not
From a lover, or a hometown
Fly where you’re seen, where you’re heard
Fly away to where you’re yearned
Dandelion!
Heedless, sightless are the ones in my heart
Ah! Leave this unwelcomed outsider at him home

Hello! Sorry I wasn’t around for a few months.
This is my first try, done hastily I’m afraid, and – as ever – open to criticism.

Dandelion (I’m not sure if the seeds of the plant and flower dandelion are called dandelion too.)

Dandelion! Lo! What news brought, have you?
Whence from, whom from, news brought, have you?
Glad tidings, I hope – but alas!
Around my abode, flying in vain, are you.
Expecting news, I’m not.
Nor from a friend, from somebody, nobody!
Go where people have ears to hear, eyes to see.
Go where they are awaiting thee.

Dandelion!
All are blind and deaf in my heart.
Leave alone this stranger-in-his-homeland.
Memory of all bitter experiences
Tells my heart
A guile you are, a guile
A wile you are, a wile.
Dandelion! By the way…
With the wind, really, go, did you?
You, hey! Where, go, did you?
Is – still – really something happening somewhere?
Is there warm ash somewhere?
Is there a tiny twinkle – I don’t expect much – in a burner?

Dandelion!
Clouds of the whole world
Weep in my heart
Day and night.

Hey dandelion, what news have you brought?
From where and from whom did you bring it?
Be it good news…but…but…
Around me and my place
Fruitless you wander
Not expecting any news, me
Not from a lover nor any place
Go where someone lent you an eye and an ear
Go where they expect you
Dandelion
In my heart all are blind and deaf
Leave alone this stranger-in-his-homeland
Messenger of experiences all bitter
With my heart you speak:
You are a lie, a lie
You are deceit, deceit
Hey dandelion…but…at least…oh no…
Really have you gone with the wind?
I am talking to you, hey, where did you go? Hey…
Really, is there still any news any where?
Any warm ashes remaining anywhere?
In the stove, I don’t extinguish the zest of the flame, is there still a tiny spark?
Dandelion
Day and night, the clouds of the whole world
Weep in my heart

excuse me.i dont know your site well.can you tell me if i have a persian text and i want to translate it to english where can i write it and yu help me to translate it?