Lyrics of Meykhaneh Kooros Sarhang Zadeh In English

Night I hit the pub
kissed a kiss
The secret of Del Cho I said to the Sebou
My tears tied to the throat

I broke my lips so that I was prone to
whining on the lips so that you do not prove

I would not forbid you in my week
Art
I broke my lips to say that I have broken the
whisper to the lips to say that

like a wandering wave in the storm
like a wandering wave in the storm
I passed through you
that I was a legend
Candle and I seek the flame I do not leave this flame to the butterfly