In the fever of regret I felt self -esteem I broke my archery and went I came to jump in the style of the beach In the midst of the sea wave I was prey
in the fever of regret I felt self -esteem Mahshish
I wanted to become a deer There was no plain ahead I wanted to come back It was not a way back I wanted to go in the city of Flower My little flower Flower but was not between the flower I wanted to go to Swallow I prove The hero of the winner suddenly I broke the sky I wanted to share with someone Among the lovers of one with Safa I wanted my scream to the skies I was not found in the fever I made my sense The sea was a prey
