Lyrics of Nakhle Tanha Iman Siah Pooshan In English
The palm of my south always think of sunset Badli full of anecdote but a pity my tongue (but pity my tongue) Night and day by the sea I always say, godfather Old Dela Bason Breedon City (Bresson to the city of flowers) In the colder cold of the sea Until the root of the Baghbone, no one thinks of it (anyone who thinks)
