Lyrics of Jame Alast Hesamuddin Seraj In English

Except for the Sanaa dynasty
No One This problem became our problem

I have lived on your smell of flowers
from the morning of Saba

Except for the Sanaa dynasty
No one.

From the Cup of Alt Madoush and Drunk
Following the Group

Except for the dynasty of Saba
No One This problem became our problem

Live on your smell of flowers
from Saba Saba

I used to be a madman

The candle that is the sunshine of his butterfly
closed the waist in the service of his heart
Rustam in the work of God

The secrets of the existence we said to the creation of
the verses and the pilgrimage

in the heart of the heart of love
The man of the man, the man
Flower
from the mornings soul on the hand of Saba