Lyrics of Khiaboon Kourosh Yaghmaei In English

On the street that smells of your head

I will remember you. My mind is expensive

I am bent. Like. Summer noon

With warm decadent trees

Alley here is Our Kosh is all of it

The screaming face of the appearance ...

This is the alley! I twist there. Walking too. It is difficult

The woody wood here to be my eyes

The image frame is on the fairies

Your alley is in the sleeping of the cilville

a shadow in the alley curvature. Wake up

A shadow waiting for another shadow

Eye on the way to noon puberty

though we know - I also. You are the shadow.

because you are not here. The sun is sick!