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Lyrics of Moroor Hatef In English

I
come to you from a distance from the villages,
I hear a silence from Mehr I

come to you from four walls,
a flower and a window
with a ghazal hug,
I come from a
sigh
from the roots,
I come to the qibla of
all eternity
, I come from a story or
a long poem
to conquer the night,
see where I come when

you cry, when you cry, your head hugs you
when Do you laugh at him, he dies for your laughter, when he is together, here and there, when you look at

your eyes, does he
love you like me or not?
Does he look you in the eye or not?
Does he love you like me or not?
Does he look you in the eye or not?
Like me or not؟ Like me or not؟ Like me. What will happen to

your shirt with the color of your cheeks,
when you arrive, whatever the flock will come to you, what will happen to you, what will happen to you next
month, when
you shine on me, the sun will shine on me, no one wants you,
what a spectacle,
what a fuss you became, you became
a
beautiful moon
in your eyes, your
kisses, the resurrection,
give me your
sorrows, your laughter, the resurrection,

the journey with you, what is good for you? The damp roads
are the owner of my heart, keep me with you, the
rain is beautiful with you, the rain is beautiful in your bath, it is good to die from you
, it is good for you to hear a song from you, it is good to
go with you, it is good to
stay with you, it is good to stay with you, it is good to cry with you, I sit with you in class waiting for the bell to ring, I see




you in the yard,
oh, I see you in the yard,
I say the bell of geometry. This lesson is enough,
I wish this bell would ring, the heart would reach the heart, the
heart would reach the heart, the
observer of the class, I am in the lesson of love,
in the desert of my chest, oh, you are the anemone flower,
you are the anemone flower,
when you come from your door, I become lazy in the classroom,

I get confused and distracted during the love exam, I get confused and distracted,
you read my hand, you burned
me badly, you burned me badly, you burned
me like a slave, where did you not
read my hand, you
burned
me badly.You dont want me to be a slave.



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