Sweet words, A smiling face:
Can I ever be sated with those?
The eyes looking with love:
Can I ever be sated with those?*
Can I ever be sated with it?
Can I behave bad to my lover?
And if someone did that
Can they be called as a worshipper to god**
If your hair falls on your face
If my love serves the wine to us
And her lips are appetizer to my drink
Can I ever be sated with?
Can I ever be sated with it?
Can I behave bad to my lover?
And if someone did that
Can they be called as a worshipper to god**
... either the spring or the summer
or the coquetry my love makes
and the saz that is played for the sake of her
Can I ever be sated with...
Can I ever be sated with it?
Can I behave bad to my lover?
And if someone did that
Can they be called as a worshipper to god**
???
may our conversation never end
... chatting with my love
Can I ever be sated with ....
Can I ever be sated with it?
Can I behave bad to my lover?
And if someone did that
Can they be called as a worshipper to god**