Lyrics of Panjeh Hayeh avaz Kaveh Yaghmaei In English
Come like an old. Holding this song for the warm heart of the word. Be the best excuse in the breadth of the chest. The pain is not singing Flames in poetry. The moments of heart are burning They say this heavy air. I killed my instrument but the singing claws. When it is together. when the painters colorless. There are so many colors when singing and song. The Strait of the Strait is when the poets were killed. Never with this song , not with this song. They didnt want blood
