Lyrics of BADEYESHABGIR Iraj Bastami In English

The turbulent and smiling and drunk jerk
Piors Chuck and the sonnets and saga in the hands of

Narcissus and his lips regret
Drunkeeping came to my bedside

brought my head to my bed and said to me. It was not love that was not a blessing

go to the ascetic and crumbly on their disadvantage
They did not give us except for this day.