Until the spring has come to the grass A spring of wishes on my head like Nasim Nubar, pass my nesting until my dusty hut is
Life until the spring came, Come on John to the breeze from the flower, because I am on the firefighter The lawn A spring wish on my head like Nasim Nubar on my nesting until the flower becomes my destroyed cottage
again see my astonishment Break in silence because Laleh alone see I am on my hot face Umm
