Lyrics of Ala Ya Ayohal Saghi Iraj Bastami In English
Except Ya Ya Ayha Al-Saqi in the casa and the novels, which made love easy at first, but the problems fell to the smell of the navels, at the end of the day, Saba opened the door, what blood fell from the swing of his black curls, what blood fell in the hearts of the colorful prostrations, Gareth Pir Moghan says that the seeker was not unaware of the ways and customs of the houses, the dark night and the fear of waves and whirlpools, where do they know, now we are lightly raining on the beaches , everything is done. Self-deprecation led to notoriety, after all, who remained secret, that secret that was made by the circles.
