Like a sparrow in the snow
All my misses are left with you.
Theres someone here who loves you yet
In the four seasons of his heart, it still snows
Someone is waiting for you to be in the spring.
As long as he is by your side, until you are by his side
My hands froze, I stared at the red pot
Im going to put my hands on it, where is your laughter?
My branches are drying up, my roots are hurting.
My shoulders tremble, my bones are cold.
Someone is here, he loves you yet
In the four seasons of his heart, it still snows
Look into my eyes.
Hold my hands in yours
Ice these hands.
The laughter of Eid al-Fitr
I love your laughter.
Call me with a laugh
With a little kindness
Fill me with youth
Who doesnt love Baharo?
My dear, you know it yourself.
