I ask the sun, the stars, I call you
I ask the rain, the clouds, I call you
I'm tired of calling, asking whose i see
Come back, my dear, come back
To this centennial plane tree, to this fountain which i drank water
I ask and call you to the crane in the air
Trees bloomed, separated people have been met
Come back, my dear, come back
In the city to the suburbs, to the avenues and streets
I ask and call you like Mecnun
My eyes filled with tears, you didn't come though
Come back, my dear, come back
It's not a sin, you've made me cry on the homesickness
Where are you now? I ask and call you.
Come back, my dear, come back, what is it that hinders you?
Come back, my dear, come back