Lyrics of Tasnifeh Davayeh Del Homayoun Shajarian In English
Your heart burns, whether it is your thirsty medicine, whether it is your thirst for it, whether it is your water, when it becomes sick, when it goes to the market, your shop chews, its sugar lips, you are in the garden and the flower, you are not the light of day, the heart is like the iron of the dead, from meeting it to pain, lamenting to sorrow and humiliation, how many do you have, how many do you have to go out of his head, as you have taken the shade, whether you have benefited or easy from the shadow of the conference , as if he does not see the beauty and May Malala be glorified from her soul and from her place, the world from her spring will become like a paradise, the tongueless grass will say her praise, the jewel that she gives, the bottom of her sea, the increase that she gives, the face of her life, the increase of the world, her shadow, her way is from you, from your light, to be your survival and annihilation, I am your bead, I have fallen from your hand from this bald of your homesickness, come and take the door of her abduction, I will close the courtesy, close the two lips that tell the secret, her lips will be sweet.
