Hi I want to tell you a story This tale, the story of the life of the city The city whose music is in your song The city whose poetry like the profession Shahram is still the same as the city of the city I remember the city To my companion This is the story of my life and you and the city The city who loves you and loves the water and soil and the green and white flag of Iran
Come listen to my heart once, and I hear you. Tile, Tile you liked me (tile) The photo you had with me Tile tile tiles with me you were reconciling My first name
I remember the kid who saw you. Tile, Tile you liked my friend (tile) Tile tiles, lips, lips, lips, tile tile tiles, you did with me my name first name Don Daneh Daneh, I dont know it. Home, I came home, I read your song love poetry, show you, lady, you remember it, show you, you got your hair, you got an excuse, you told me you dont know anyone You were (tiles) The photo you had with me Tile tile tiles, you did with me my first name, the first name of the love Don Dunn, I give you ... I still remember that night, I was like it. Song Lovers poems, showing that, lady, you remember you show you, you did your hair, you got the excuse, you told me you didnt know anyone. You knew Tile tile tiles, you did with me My first name Come listen to my heart once. Listen to my heart. The story you heard forget Come with me to tell you when I am loved, I love you You have tired, lips, lips, lips Tile tile tile tiles, you have reconciled with me My name first named love
