Lyrics of ghayegh shekasteh (rumba) Kooros In English

The good feeling of being you is no longer familiar with me
The good poem of you is not my souvenirs anymore
I am one day for your eyes
I lost all my life to kiss your hands
I went to my boat
I was kicking my boat
It was

For the heart of a hundred to love, I read under your window
In every city you were traveling
If it was not rainy, I would need to be tied to my luck
I was in my boat
My boat was favorable

good and beautiful stature in my body
It was endless trip for my night story
I have nothing new to put on your feet
good hands be kind to Yaurat.