Lyrics of Ingooneh Shahin Najafi In English
From the insult of the taxi driver to me, from my sexuality to the woman
from the continuous and inappropriate beep, from the motorcycle rider
of fruit juice and acid taste, a feeling of intense and pain
in the tilting beads of the waist, the good of this exhalation
Face to
Line on neighbors car, chase day and nights
every night of a memory, completely disrupted
like you look at the sky I will be clinging to the sky
Under the Sweatyer, Eyes
Risk
Fire under the volume of tan, with your spicy smell of neck
Your eyes on me, your harvest on the body
in the Mad Fars War, the innocent debris of these houses
in my red chills, kiss the kiss with you
Sewing
Look like you look at the sky.
