My wet face was soaked with tears, the fragrance of jasmine and violet said, "Spring has come, I
roar in my chest with my silent appearance , maybe the perfume will remind you, I
will write your name in my intelligence with a flower leaf, it will rain, my wet face is wet,
the dew from her short life is full of glory, the smile makes the lips of the flower wet with tears, for Gods sake, do not say to her the words of eternal life, because her heart is pure, and this legend He believes that
I will write your name with a flower leaf Leave my wet face
wet in the safflower of spring Your place is empty The meeting on your moon became an impossible opportunity because the shadow on the wall I broke from nowhere I reached myself with you I became a believer that I am in my soul with the soul of your love I have made a cry of my fate and destiny with a flower leaf I write your name with a flower leaf Become rain My wet face is wet
