I feel happy in my native land I remember from my childhood from home Remember the house of life The full -fledged tire of the heartbeat The ceiling of my room is the pearl of the pearl I am more beautiful than the color of the wood and the color of the colored. When you fill the scent of jasmine Nastarans branches in your mob Still searching for birds happiness The maze of our alley is full of laughter How to make me from the native land all that love.
