The lips of your lips are pomegranates, the
sex of your body in the garden of spring, the
fever of your fever, my soul
is on fire in my bones, the
night of my night, my night without the moon,
you did not come, and my night is black,
you did not come, and my night is the black
flower, my flower, O my sweet flower, you have left me waiting, you have waited again, you are cute, sweet
, dear, you are my lover, I love you more, I am the tail of the tail,
the dawn has arrived,
the dream has come from you, my eyes have been soaked
tonight, the dream is from your eyes. Tonight you have grazed and
cried out that I deceived you and ate you
, tell me when you come from your love
, people, you did not go to forget
me, O friend, come brush to my scream, I
have no heart and I miss you with an excuse
, you
did not come back from the nest and my heart is kebab,
all
my plans are engraved on water, all my plans are engraved on the water,
your lips are the pomegranate flower,
the sex of your body, your garden, spring,
fever, fever, fever My soul has caught fire
to my bones,
night night, night without the moon
, you did not come, and my night is black,
you did not come, and my night is black, your lips are your flowers, the sex of your body is in the
garden, the fever of your fever, my
soul
is on fire in my bones,
my night is my night, I
did not come without the moon, and my night is black,
you did not come, and my night is black, the
flower of my flower, O my sweet flower
, you have made me wait again, you are cute,
dear Nazanin, your pampering. I am in love with you, I love you more, I am at the tail of the dawn,
the dream has slipped from your eyes tonight,
the dream has dripped from your eyes tonight, I have screamed from you tonight, I have cried out that I have fooled
you, tell me,
so when are you coming from your love,
people, you have not forgotten
me, come on, my friend, come to my screams, I have no heart and I miss you, I am full of
excuses
,
you did not come back from the nest, and I miss the kebab,
all my plans are engraved. The water
of all my plans is engraved on the water of
your lips Your lips are the pomegranate flowers of
your body in the garden of spring, the fever of your fever is
on fire in my bones, my soul is on
fire at night,
night without the moon
, you did not come without the moon, and my night is black,
you did not come, and my night is black.
