Zan Labui Golriz, in the Miz Riz Caravan, Caravan comes from the flower
Visit, clouds, cloudy,
Out on the vigilante,
top of your sagu, you are in the sailing,
Sea in the sailing, the desert
Salvation, the song, in Nayer, Nayer. Reading,
The beginning of your Safi, the end of your sailing,
you find your sailing, your secret
With you romantic, with you
heart, heart, listen to your tongue
with ancient server and passion, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry
, Remember the flower, I remember the flower of the flower
from the dew and oh, I know the glory of my hearts
awake and impatient,
Drunk in your sailing, your vigilance,
my secret, awakening you
with you, you are romantic, Being a poetic, poetic, poetic, from you to sing
The passion of this song, in Nayrizs Nayriz, the garden of flowers says
from the season of staying, dies with your voice
Reading love,
top of your sagi, you are a sagu,
,
Find you in the sailing, hidden in the sailing
Drunk in the Saghi, your consciousness,
my secret, your wake up
Top in the sailing, the subtle you in the sailing,
in the sailing, the desert
You are a safa, a saffron, Saghi
