sweet, sweet
Anyway, you will miss Fareh Holme
I am very restless every night without you
Shirin Gyan – Shirin Ai Gosht who
Sweet soul, sweet of everyone
What’s not Bistun Gheham Leh Kolme
I have twenty sorrows on my back
Shirin Gyan – What are you doing?
Shirin Jan, what is Mount Bistun?
(against your sadness)
Kuveki Bistun Aram Cho Khake
Bistoun mountain is like soil for me
Shirin Gyan – Le Toresh Kishm
Sweet John
(For your love, I will bury him and)
I will kill him
Leh Kuvehki Ghemat Jahrgam Perchake
My liver is full of grief
Shirin Gyan – Who will I be?
Who should we say Shirin Janbari?
Sweet and sweet, it became sweet
Sweet and sweet, everyone’s sweet
Naz Dar Shirin – Naz Dar Shirin –
It became sweet
Nazdar Shirin, Nazdar Shirin,
Everyone is sweet
Your love is a sickle and a ten-pointed sword
Your love has given me an ax
Oh, it’s an empty knot
with an ax wound (my heart)
I empty
Shirin Gyan – Oqdeya Vah Rinam
Shirin Jan, I clear my mind
And the wailing of the ax
I moan and wail in the language of the axe
Shirin Gyan – Tisheh Ki Shinim
Shirin Jan, ax for me too
it makes shion
Yeshu Arai Che Leh Bistun Nad
Why didn’t he come from twenty one night?
Shirin Gyan – Dehngeki Tishehme
Shirin Jan, the sound of my ax
Hatme, I love you, I love you
I have come to lull you to sleep
Shirin Gyan – Erai Ki Bijem
Sweetheart, for whom should we say?
It became sweet and sweet
Sweet and sweet, everyone’s sweet
Naz Dar Shirin – Naz Dar Shirin –
It became sweet
Nazdar Shirin, Nazdar Shirin,
Sweet, everyone
Your love is a sickle and a ten-pointed sword
Your love has given me an ax
Your love is a sickle and a ten-pointed sword
Your love has given me an ax
Anyway, you will miss Fareh Holme
I am very restless every night without you
Shirin Gyan
Sweet soul, sweet of everyone
What’s not Bistun Gheham Leh Kolme
I have twenty sorrows on my back
Shirin Gyan – What are you doing?
Shirin Jan, what is Mount Bistun?
(against your sadness)
Kuveki Bistun Aram Cho Khake
Bistoun mountain is like soil for me
Shirin Gyan – Le Toresh Kishm
Sweet John
(For your love, I will bury him and)
I kill him
Leh Kuvehki Ghemat Jahrgam Perchake
My liver is full of grief
Shirin Gyan – Who will I be?
Who should we say Shirin Janbari?
Sweet and sweet, it became sweet
Sweet and sweet, everyone’s sweet
Naz Dar Shirin – Naz Dar Shirin –
It became sweet
Nazdar Shirin, Nazdar Shirin,
Everyone is sweet
Your love is a sickle and a ten-pointed sword
Your love has given me an ax
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