{Lyrics of "Hashtadia" by Shahin Najafi}
{Consonant}
It is a pity that you are of the night, and
The ruler of my body
Im going to be a thorn if one day
Let me bury my heart.
{Part One}
What to wear، what to eat.
What to Say, What to Say
cuckold
Im tired of you.
My hands and feet are tied from eternity.
You do it and I will be terrified?
Who hit in the ear first?
When Im stuck in the place
I hate justification and explanation
And I passed you, forgive me
{Hook}
Im badly dressed, youre traditional.
Im going to slap you، Im going to kill you.
Now Im going to take it, youre traditional.
I love you, Bush, you are traditional.
