Come on my eyes to help me My cheeks are drying up Non -crying if you can do it Do nothing from us Hes going to never come I want to cry until my heart
Whatever the sea has my eyes That is never going to cry until my heart is crying
My good past tale soon as soon as a dream is Now I have to kneel until my resurrection. Make
Steal our bright sun Cumper that heavy clouds Everywhere, black mattles Our opportunity is very little Hes going to go until my heart is crying. که رفته دیگه هیچوقت نمیاد تا قیامت دل من گریه می خواد
