Lyrics of Havayeh Tazeh Fereydoon Forooghi In English
The roof of my blood is pure gold under my feet, the cold mat in my hand, the apple of rose, but my heart is full of pain, I leaned on my hair like a beech tree , I became a tree in the lonely and dry desert, a captive, but there was a time when our grandfather used to say that paradise is our world , love and serenity, but where is it, I leaned my hair like a beech tree, I
leaned on someone, I became a tree in the lonely and dry desert, a prisoner, I want to be free, simple. And to be honest, to plough my land, not to be bad, not to be
