It's not the fault of the pen if there are no words left
May the evil eye that affected you, get dislocated from its place
I'm living without breathing, I'm burning without fire
I pray Allah not to make me live without you
Oh, the part of my life! Come! Hold my hands!
Don't leave them until death
Of course God is testing us
We will bury our sorrows together
Oh, my rose! My rosebud! Come! Enter my life!
Don't go until I die
Come and see the this spring before us
We will forget these days
There is no continuation to my life if you're gone
The day, I laugh without you, let that be my last day
I'm living without breathing, I'm burning without fire
I pray Allah not to make me live without you