Lyrics of Ghanari Homeyra In English

I care about the sound like the barbell
somehow singing as if the dead of the Gult

When you sound and your heads you fill the Genna Ray
I am a new flower that you give me

Youre not crying and my crying and my cloak. Saddam

Take me wherever you are
You are in the door and the slaughter
Full Vava Vua. That is captured and tired and tired to the world of Saddam