Lyrics of Shahre Gham (1351) Dariush In English

Tired and tired in my tragic city
My night is more black
The life of the bitter life of hatred
In my heart, the wounds of the millennium
What could you like that small and warm hands
my head
The lonely and cold bed of my kiss
No one left me
No one except God was alone
Im still in my sad city
My night is more black than any pseudo -black