{Mohsen Chavoshi and Hope American} The latest wounds of your story are you These days wherever I go to break your like a whistle mirror and blindness and abandon you Break Break, though God bless you Passionate days to be threatened I remember the days when you broke your
You were not my share and you have given to the stories but I swear to our love that God would not be my share and give you the stories but I swear to God as long as God Amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Wherever I go to break you like a mirror of whistle and blindness and abandon you Break up, though God willing Gone to danger The pity of the days left without you God will end your bitter story به عشقمون قسم که تا خدا می بردمت تو سهم من نبودی و به قصه ها سپردمت ولی به عشقمون قسم که تا خدا می بردمت
