Remember it, remember the time when my blood was in the homeland, the pilgrimage of Imam Reza (AS) was always my job, I came to read it one night, I saw that someone had taken my shoes, I remembered it, remember that
time when my blood was in the homeland, the pilgrimage of Imam Reza (AS) was always my job, I cried, I cri
I didnt say to a poor man, "Remember him, remember him, when my blood was in my homeland, the pilgrimage of Imam Reza (AS) was always my job, now that there is no shrine in my hand, my soul is always absent, there is no soul in my body, I am crying, a river for the soil of the house for the pilgrimage to Mashhad, I am going crazy, someone will come to find me, bring my soul , my papal feet will run away, remember him, remember the time when my blood was in the homeland, pilgrimage." Imam Reza (AS) was always my job, remember him, remember him, remember him, when my blood was in the homeland, the pilgrimage of Imam Reza (AS) was always my job , remember him
