I know I am getting old I am going to Sigaro Street The world is a few alleys My hand is a long time without you The sound of my cough in my photo What a deepest pits in my world Sadeghi My whole world is good and bad My last days with love I like my cold fingers on the instrument I fire my medicine My whole world is good and hated I love my love My cold fingers Busy From those false innocence that you have been a great iron playing the color of the frozen dash The sound of wireless cordless laughter You are spectacular out of the spectacular samson The sound of the wireless cakes Spectacular Outside. I like Cold finger on the instrument I fire my medicine The whole world is good and bad I like my last day with love for my cold fingers on the instrument
