I want to, I want to do it again.
I want a humorous friend
I want the air of Shiraz
I want a flying wing.
I want the sound of the santoor
I want a proud friend
I want your eyes badly
I want a hundred kinds of hearts.
Oh, I want to look at you
Again, I forget my whole problem.
I want to tell you hey.
I love you from the bottom of my heart
Saqi Glam, Belles Lover.
