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Lyrics of Faseleh Shahram Shabpareh In English

You are like a freshly ripened fruit, I am an old tree in the corner of the desert
, you are the sky full of light and stars, I am a prisoner of the night, I am trapped by the earth,
you who have 100 friends, you have a thousand horsemen, you have a
poor and tired heart, tell me what you are doing
, I will not love you, I will not love you, forget me, I
will not catch your prey,
you want to chain my heart to the story
, you will be imprisoned, you will make you old,
now the red of henna is the color for me. I dont have the
glass of life, my heart is not afraid of stones,
you who have 100 friends, you have 1000 thousand literate, tell
me what you are doing,
I will not be your friend, I will not love you, forget me, I
will not catch your hunt,
you are like a freshly ripe fruit, I am an old tree, I am in the middle of the
desert, you are in the sky full of stars, I am trapped in the night, I am trapped in the earth
, you who have a hundred lovers, you have a thousand horsemen
with me, the poor and tired of heart. Tell me what you are doing,
I will not be your friend, I will not fall in love with you, forget me, I
will not catch you,
you want to chain my heart to sorrow, you will make
your heart old in your prison,
now the red of henna has no color for me, the
glass of life, my heart, which is not afraid of stones,
you who have 100 friends, you have a thousand thousand riders
with me, you are poor, tired of heart, tell me what you are doing
, I will not be your friend, I will not love you, I will not love
you. Forget you, I will not hunt you,
you who have 100 friends, you have a thousand thousand riders with me, poor and
tired of heart, tell me what you are doing
, I will not be your friend, I will not love you, I will not love you, I will
not catch you, I will not catch your hunt,
you want to chain my heart to sorrow, you will make your
heart old in prison,
now dont wear the red of henna, there is no color, the
glass of life, my heart is not afraid of stones,
you have 100 friends, a thousand thousand riders You are
with me, poor and tired of heart, tell me what you are doing
, I will not be your friend, I will not love you, I will not forget
you, I will not be your victim.




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