Tomorrows days Be Beautiful Thoughts O Golden Words Shaky Skirts Sea Wind and Rain Over Tehran City Waiting for a storm Cold and heavy storms You will be able to come out of my closed lips I open a moment Sad From Gilan Grubs Sepahan Domes From Shiraz Alley to Ahwaz Fires Sweet Smiles Sweet Smiles You Come out of myself I open my closed lips for a moment O old land Mirdamad Boulevard Blue Beyond the Era of the West A picture of your earlier bonds I will come out of your closed lips I open my lips for a moment O Land of the Land of You I will be out of my own my closed lips
