[Songwriter: Babak Bayat] [Arrangement: Babak Bayat] [Songwriter: Iraj Jannati Atta] [Singer: Ali Sohrab] My poem was lasted from your food The proud tan was tired of my song The journey of Wow that became your fence without a coast Wow that killed in the mourning of love. Familiar with love Wow that love whispered night O you in my heart trenches I am Wow that your spear made my chest in my chest Night The night of the blind night of your horror. My heart was my heart Wow, your reputation, the man of you, your died on your doorstep and immortalized I am all wounded in my wound
