O my spring, come to my Negar, come to sit down I dont know you without you, you are comfortable Johnny to your cup of sadness to me, Sagari, Sir, Come Sit down to Volume and Treatment Burns all my bodies Bake me with my lip Youre breaking my life If you think about us what is the scream
Benma Karami with us Drilling us Drilling from the wind Fill from the wind Mina Home Broken us Drunken on his feet With Maa Drunketed with us drunkenness with us how long come Come to sit down I dont know you without you.
