What should I do, what should I do, you didnt know me, you didnt know me, you didnt know what I did, you didnt know what happened, you didnt know what happened, oh my house, they set fire to me and you knew it,
oh go, the lack of truth is in my heart. I am not you, I have moved so far away from you that you can no longer see it, I want fresh air, I love those violets, the violets of our city, I am tired of this captivity, I am looking for those stars, the kind stars, what should I do in the gardens, there is no violet, there is no cute in the eyes of Narcissus, there is no wine of Shiraz, go that there is no truth in my heart, I am so far away from you that you no longer know what to do, what should I do? I want an acquaintance to tell the story of flight and say that he is thirsty to hear me, I want to bring the flowers of oregano and narcissus of Shiraz, whoever comes to see me , what should I do in the gardens, there are no violets, there is no cute in the eyes of Nargesa, there is no wine of Shiraz, go that there is no truth in my heart, I have moved away from you that you can no longer be found...
