Lyrics of Edameyeh Sazo avaz Mohammad Reza Shajarian In English

It was a hair pain and in my friend
my hair and my hair from my friend
If my butchers from the tone of the skin
never be separated from my friend

Blessed those who are late sodas
who are constantly on the bottom of the bottom
I saw the water
to the divine gate of Kay
Flower from it to another.

Lord, I hate this heart
, and the day in my abuse
I did not have enough of my hair
I hate this heart.