Where did you go to you, hoping that you are not aware of my where did you go to the lovers of the lovers Even though you have gone like a spring sitting on me Even though you are left out of your air, you Empty your place You Gisu on your shoulder I am saddened Never On the lips of these flowers Your laughter My house like Golestan Do not tell God Flower Where did you go Hope you are not aware of me If you are going to be Next to your air left in my head Your empty place that is part of us Golds from the lips In the drunken dinner.
