Yara Yara Sometimes our hearts look
at the lamp, light
the dark eyes of our hearts like the Messiah, light up the sigh without you, I am
looking for a yellow leaf in your air,
unless I fall at your feet
, O Nai Naim,
I come to your air
to breathe freshly in your air,
to the breeze of beating, O flower
to my smell, O flower
in my chest, I have a hot flower in my chest, I
have a garden of
tulips, in your memory, O flower, every night
.I have a lamp in my heart, my
garden, be my
spring, be my wave, be by my side,
O king of the good, from the sadness of loneliness, my
heart has come to life without you, it is time for a
longing and abandoned return away from you, so that my
hand will be like this, the foot of patience
to the beating breeze, O flower
to my smell, O flower in my chest
, I have a hot flower in my chest, I
have a garden of tulips,
I have a lamp in my memory, O flower, every night
in my heart,
be my garden, be spring, be my
wave, be by my side.
Without you, I am looking for a yellow leaf in
your air,
so that unless I fall at your feet,
O Nai Naim, I
will come to your air
to breathe freshly in your air,
without you, my yellow leaf will
look for your air,
unless I fall at your feet
, O Nai Naim,
I will come to your air
to breathe fresh in your air
, to sacrifice my soul and heart for you.