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Lyrics of Dokhtareh Gol Foroosh Gita In English

(Gita)
Oh girl, flower seller, dont sell cheap flowers, dont sell flowers, dont be deprived of the price of your heart, oh my heart, I have


a basket of hyacinths, I have a basket of hyacinths, I have a basket of hyacinths, I dont give flowers cheaply, I dont tell the gardener, I give my flowers cheaply, I give my flowers cheaply, I dont tell the gardener, I give my flowers cheaply, I give my flowers cheaply, I dont sell them cheaply, I dont sell flowers (





Najafi)Oh girl, I sell flowers
and dont sell them cheaply, Im a gardener myself, I know the value of flowers, boil flowers with me, dont sell them cheaply,

sell the price of heart, sell the price of hearts

.How do I know that you are a gardener, a good acquaintance, and a colleague
(Najafi)
should know about the calluses in my hand, or you should read from my drunken gaze, you should read it, it is

a noble one, say your

words, say your words, say your mane,

whatever flowers fall at your feet, I am your garden, my dear, I am your

garden, my dear


(Gita),
O girl of the flower seller, do not sell cheap flowers, do not sell flowers, sell the price of your
heart,
oh
hey, I have a basket of hyacinths, I belong to my
garden.I dont tell the gardener that I give my flowers cheaply, I
dont tell the gardener, I dont tell the gardener, I give my flowers cheaply, I give my flowers cheaply, I dont tell the gardener, I give my flowers cheaply, I dont tell the gardener, I dont tell you to boil flowers with me, I dont tell you to boil flowers with me, I dont tell you to boil flowers with me, I dont tell you to boil flowers with me, I dont tell you to boil flowers with me, I dont tell you to boil flowers with me, I dont tell you to
















boil flowers with me, I dont tell you to
boil flowers with me, etc. Dont sell cheaply



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