Small little bit Small little bit of small little with your beautiful words in my heart Read me in my heart What nights I was sleeping What a day I was you What nights or nights You say Tell you what I did with you that you have a hunting love a thousand and a hundred excuses to go With your beautiful words in my heart. I read me a thousand Nights I was sleeping What a day I was Small Small
Like the old Nedimas heart is no longer restless You are not in love with your pimple Whatever you said, you said with good and bad Remember that they say the Shahnameh of the last cluster What did you do with your heart I was What nights or days Nights or
