When the evening is tight, the rain hits the glass, all the sorrows of the world, in my chest, in the raindrops, it breaks, Saddams hatred is nothing but a window, I dont want anything,
I sit behind this window and sing, waiting for your arrival, I stay in the rain, waiting for you to have a new color, I love you more, it seems that when it rains
, sometimes you come. You put your head on my shoulders , you take all the sorrows out of my heart, but its just a dream, sleep at the window, when I wake up, its open, sadness sits in my throat, sadness sits in the larynx,
when the evening is tight, the rain hits the glass, all the sorrows in the world, in my chest, in the raindrops , it breaks, Saddams hatred is nothing but a window. Sometimes when you come to me you put your head on my shoulder you take all the
sorrows away from my heart، but its just a dream، sleep at the window when I wake up، sadness sits in the larynx.
