You aren’t Layla and I am not Majnun(*)
Neither you nor I am tired
A mournful evening,we’ve drunk,we’re tipsy,that’s just it
I always come to my senses later, always later
I always come to my senses later, always later
I always come to my senses later, always later
I always come to my senses later, always later
You aren’t cloud and I am not rain(**)
Neither you nor I am proud
A mournful evening,we’re silent,we’re calm, that’s just it