Lyrics of Gol o Tagarg Siavash Ghomeishi In English
My story is sadness in the story of flowers and hail Fear without you Being alive Fear of moments of death To be with you must pass from existence to awakening
My sleepy mind is
always sitting in the empty frame of closed doors The design of your beautiful body is clean and dreamy I wish my eyes could see the design of your body is coming to life Putting a foot in the room I
wish the sound of your feet could twist in the ear of the hall to
the side of the hall The sun around us, I wish it could be your garden full of flowers again, the white bud of Maryam could be caressed in your wash,
but you cant come, you cant come again, you cant put your hands in Marys flower pot, I wish it could, but it cant be like this, your departure was permanent , there is no going back.
