Lyrics of Mokhalef Abdol Hossein Mokhtabad In English

God ...
take the air that is not fair and Bali
Where you do not give you the opportunity to
Wait in all life
in the hope that one day you will fall to the floor

The sadness of the wonders of Gareth. Resurrection, Benma Cedar
Unlike Cedar Bastan, which has no moderation
Another sunshine of the sky, which is shameful because the crescent

The good -natured one to help the door
Shaw Hijrun and the day of sadness. Io

Nasimi Ben Ann Kolk Io
I feel better in the smell of hyacinth
Chu Shu.