Forest shade deep love

At the end of the morning,
He should go a long way -
Bored passer-by

'Come home' in the evening,
He alone is said to be 'no one else';
Sitting on the passenger's path,
He does not know who he wants.
Bored passer-by

Forest shade deep love
On the face of a dark sky,
In the country of Shyamol cloud, call
Shawlabala in the rock -
Bored passer-by

The love of the lamp brought the night,
Fear of hidden happiness in the bride's chest
Now he is singing in the house of Bijan,
He will sing the songs of singing alone -
Bored passer-by

Suddenly, the line of his path loses
Due to the dark binds,
The way she wished her star in stars
And what will be the way before
Bored passer-by