I pass only through the flowers, if I go to the flowers, to the mountains and the desert, a fresh flower will come my way, and say to me, "Muharram Raz, you are a thorn in the path of my skirt, I will take a beautiful flower in my skirt, if you go to the flowers, if you go
to the
mountains and the desert, a fresh flower will come to my way , and he will say to me, Muharram Raz, you are a thorn in the path of my skirt, take my skirt, Kan Gul Naz, your cute flower. Where did he
tell the secret of my love as a flower in Sabas ear and add to my grief, if everywhere was the secret of my pain and the story of your love, it was the story of your love,
because by the heavenly beauty, the flame of my love came from the world, even in the door of Golestan, from the loneliness of Rome, if a new flower came my way and said to me, " Muharram your secret, where is the thorn of the path to my skirt?" Where
do I pass only through the flowers, if to the flowers, to the mountains and the desert, a fresh flower will come to my way and say to me, " Muharram, your secret is that you are a thorn in the path of my skirt, take my skirt, where is your beautiful flower?"