Golpa My Darwish and the World, I have a handful of dust I dont have it, just a dervish and the world, with me a handful of dust I dont have, just a heart ***** You knew that you were soil, my carpet, , The night comes Drops with a sea, it doesnt matter to him Darwish every torn carpet, the night is Drops with a sea, no different for him ***** You knew that the soil, my carpet, did not go why did you go to black, Like Why Hope Chicken, This Peruvian House Hide Hayedeh ..... All the excuse is from you I am a song from you I dont know my own The excuses of you What a ship of the sea I I ... Mamayeh My heart Bird of the captive a thousand words I dont say to you When I look at you Tells you
When I am out of me One year every day I am a candlestick Again I say my crazy I still love her Flames in my heart See my love flame in my eyes Look from the fever of love I am watering water In your warm hand I am snowing.
