The sky is the mirror of his eyes because the mirror was facing me The pain and the curse of the pain and the curse on the journey The fate of this separation was his hand Dont cry that the fate of me Finally made our hearts I met my sadness It was Oh this sin was from him I broke my day Your day happiness My flower tree New Bahart Purple O Sunny Sun Sun Dark Breast I wish Oh the tombstone was wish I was a muddy and a mud Smoking my dark breast The grave was wishing Oh the grave was wishing
