*Howling wolves*
Woman, Life, Freedom
Woman, Life, Freedom
Woman, Life, Freedom
Woman, Life, Freedom
Woman, Life, Freedom
Woman, Life, Freedom
In the name of you, which is our password
Mahsas night, dawn is 100
Sing, to make the city a womans anthem
That this homeland is home
Sidepiece is between the streets
To the cooker, which "your turn"
My brother, which is my trenches
Cho shadow is bright
Running, his chest
Cho Janpanah and Believer
Breaks on witnesses
These are my tired lives.
Pick up to my heart instead of her.
The world becomes a song
Save, kiss it to blood
That becomes immortal
What a package over the head of the scorpion!
Have killed whomever the criminal narrator
Why the trip? Stay and take back
Breathe
Sing, to make the city a womans anthem
That this homeland is home