John i John my ruler and my sir
My reader
Goodbye to drink from your cluster
The sweetness of my smiling face.
Sentence to kill my servant and my victim
Of you free from that moment when I am imprisoned
Your cruelty kisses on my liver sigh
My forehead madness stamp
Crazy love, poisonous poison
I drink from you and my wing style and style
Bit of Destruction, Iranian Poetry
I read from you and my awakening night
John i John my ruler and my sir
My khan table
Say goodbye to make your grief out of your cluster
The sweetness of my smiling face.
Thirst on you have a meeting night.
Be awakened by the dormant breath.
The scent of your fragrance and the fever is not hugging
Talk about your hair and your ear is not ear
A hearty
Can go up to the head to which stone
A hearty and reckless heart
I will take the side of the side of which war
John i John my ruler and my sir
My khan table
Say goodbye to make your grief out of your cluster
The sweetness of my smiling face.
