Lyrics of Vares Satar In English

We are all heir to the heir to the love of love

The share of the one who can ruin the love of love
Burning and screaming the mystery of love

Dead of the moment of the beginning of love

for this sound of the most mild
More that can be ruined by love


My share of my throat is my throat

A voice is always staying

The bag of my share

The bag full of failure

warm love and repeat
Ney

All the essence of my poetry

We are all inherited from the doom of love

The share of the person who has ruined love


The most precious torment of love of love
pure sadness and pure poem
Love

The essence of the pricing of tears

The share of this devastating heart pain is love
The Life of the Book of Poetry Moments

Best Pain Pain Book of Love

We are all inherited from the doom of love