Lyrics of Tabeh Banafsheh (Aragh) Parisa In English

The violet swinges, the musk of your shadow, the curtain of the
bud hurts, your heart-warming laughter,
O beautiful flower, I amuse my nightingale, the truth of the
head, all night long, your
prayers are pleasant and your symptom is especially that in the spring of Hasan
Hafez, the well-spoken bird of your speech.