Lyrics of Amoon Az Dele Mo Ahmad Reza Nabizadeh In English

Close the scarf and wear the gray
to circulate the carousel
to see the seawater. Allowed
to be both salted hands
from the heart. Woe to the heart of the hair
from the heart. Wow from the heart of hair
my dear eye bowl
between both eyes. I am afraid of the feet
s free feet
the nomadic thistle of the faint. Woe to the heart of the hair
from the heart. Woe to the heart of the hair
and the heart. Both screams
is whats the bin. Make the heart
Make a sting of steel bite
my wife has seen the heart free
from the hair. Woe to the heart of the hair
from the heart. Woe to the heart of the hair
divine or divine or divine
The black snake
first on the hair. I closed your heart
The second is on you. That
s disbelief of the heart. Woe to the heart of the hair
from the heart. Woe to the heart of the hair
Sadness and the pain of the heart of the heart
God forbid, to be chicken in the heart
your hand and your arm
if you kill you. Woe to the heart of the hair
from the heart. Woe to the heart of the hair
from the heart. Wow