متمردة [Motamareda] [English translation]

There are things I wasn't happy with, but I did them anyway

Even though I would never ever like them

And I did all this Just to Impress someone who didn't love me

And when I found out that we didn't stand any chance, It's over

So why I had to stoop down to a level where

I'm still giving in only to stay together

And In the end I realized that after all this love

He left me and deep inside my heart there's a wound that can't be cured

I won't say that this Is my fate or It was my fault

I don't wanna have a chance of admonition between us

It's a mistake that Is and It's accounted for me

Beside everyone who fell In love had gone through this kind of torture

I lived my life to sacrifice It and In the end I did get nothing

But wounds and heart ache that I'm living to heal

And I blame myself because I believed

That his feelings for me are love my heart felt that

I'm rebellious to this situation and the wounds

My heart has to be stronger than this

And before I fall for another one

I will never love anyone with my eyes closed