Lyrics of Ghasedak (Khoobe Man) Shahrokh In English

Well, I feel good, the smell of your hands
is as if you are coming, dont be too late, dont get upset
Dandelion, dont be too late, do not bother me
dandelion when you come
My eyes are not crying.
Drunk Crying, Bitter weather
I wish we could stay, make this old sadness
make bridge with hand, the distance
without you what to cry, with my maso, my good, my good, my good. I
I miss you
This is a pardon without you, this cage without you
When you are not spring, sad the sadness of the fall
Baghchal, but the gardener, but it will fall

Well well, my good, my good, my good. Irrensless, this cage without you
You died in this cage
When you are not spring, the sad trace of the fall
Baghchal is flowering but it will be pouring

Well I feel good, the smell of your hands
Dont be sorry for me