Mardha vaistadan
Zanaa miraghsan
Negah mikonam
Oriental dress
The one you love is a mess
White lights, it's all a dream
Lost in a fire, this golden obsession
Music in my heart
Deep in my eyes, dancing
From the opium
In a perfect world where nothing dies
Broken glass on the bottom of my heels
Oriental dress
The one you love is a mess
It's all a dream
Mardha vaistadan
Zanaa miraghsan
Negah mikonam
The passing of time
She's just a child
To recover a long lasting beauty
She will die young
She's just a normal girl
Dancing to her favorite song
It's time to go
Let's get on with it
Mardha vaistadan
Zanaa miraghsan
Negah mikonam
Negah mikonam
Negah mikonam
Negah mikonam
Mardha vaistadan
Zanaa miraghsan
Negah mikonam
Negah mikonam
All night you watch her in the dark, disappearance
An alien heart beat
The breath throbs and returns again
You put your hand over her mouth
Variable work on insistances
In the places of the summer sun
It would be best for her to die
Into the rising tide
To tell a lever and keep them all to yourself
A flight I do not endorsed
From a dream of sleep
Her body has vanished
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