Lyrics of Cheshmhayeh Barooni Ali Ashabi In English

Staying and being with you, not repeating
The world of Rome if I dont want you to be clear
Go away from now on I will be alone
I would like to believe it

pity my heart I gave you a day
my eyes
Habit

to God I have no place for you
The pity of the fire that wants to be on your head
My word is to go to your work
Whatever pain and sadness of your own

Hell to God I have no place to do so
Synthetic to yourself

Honor to be a corner
I was not sad and scream
God wants it to be displaced
To miss the solution

pity my heart. I gave her a loan
my rainfall eyes to you. I have the habit of habit

Hell, I have no place for you
The pity of the fire that wants to close your head
My word is to go to your job
Whatever the pain and sadness of you. Go to your job
Whatever pain and sadness of your own