O my dear companion, my heart Come to my last I know that this night is the last night, the spring I dont have the last winter The last fairy and the last is no longer Joon in the end of my day Comrade I know an angel of Angel of Asmona A Farzadeh Fish who was in the cover of a man Firstly stranger to me I didnt know the right to cry Tile I miss my life and I was lost in some of my negatives The last is no longer Joon in my half -June no longer Joon in my body
