Lyrics of Ye Tikke Noor Mehrdad Asemani In English

I visit the cloud that I am in your eyes
I visit the two wet eyes of the rain

complain about your sadness
I have the same sense of jealousy I get used to it
I feel jealous of you

I am even jealous
I am jealous
I am jealous
Compete to see you with a mirror

Hand and fragile to the bird
The height of the sky shakes that the earth is shaking

The line that is the best place of your voice.