pray my body, my soul to god. i leave my way to you, let's go like birds

and leave like birds. restless, i entrust my body to the soil, my soul to god, and my way to you. i am walking like birds and i am restless like birds.

as long as you go, go back along the roads and give me back my loneliness without your memories.

where do i take the desire of your heart, where do they know the night of crying, the only crying in the world? the love of its longings stays, you stayed, oh my heart, the cause of

the endless loneliness of the world. his longings will stay, you will stay, oh, you are a brief heart without an hour.

to serve the community for the love of the country the road to raja is not closed, although raisi won. if there is no place for his jealousy in our veins, men and women will remain under the fire

. on the way to service, he sacrificed his life with the companions of martyr john.

our gower is gone and remains because. his name is in the hearts, in the souls, the hope that the martyred president breathed, the moment flies, the song of the sacrifice of my country, the soil of iran , my shroud, o heydari. pigha gosht parvard seyed ma, my friend, the leader under the fire, i want a person to read the blood of ibrahim martyr in

the path of good. he sacrificed his life with our animal martyr companions.

hello, the strange sunset of the heart. hello, the dawn of the departure. hello, the sadness of the separated moments.

goodbye, bright blue, goodbye, shawane's poetry.

goodbye, sit together always, god, protect my heart

, you are not alone, you are left without me. i leave you to tired hearts, i leave you to my love, i leave you to the shore of the sea. if i'm not happy, i'll leave you to

a dream tomorrow, i'll leave you to the night so that you don't burn. i entrust you to my heart, i will not give you up if the spring of yaj is not filled with sadness, which if the time does not take this voice. god, a memory of my heart, goodbye, sai sar

, always, if you went green, if i stayed yellow. god, memory and spring, i always said goodbye, but what a pain, my friends. no, it is not known. speaker of

the lebanese parliament. speaker of the lebanese parliament.

i said goodbye, but i have a sigh in my heart , what other way do i have other than watching you in the rain. after you this time, i will remember you every time.

there is nothing left of this lover who keeps raining in your love , it keeps raining, it doesn't rain, you don't have a friend, why don't you follow me , why are you delusional? why don't you ask me to find a happy ending to this story?

behbeh varogi is like this in the way of love for the country, the story of the people, and the heart of the society. the path of rajam is not closed, even though a leader was won, his zeal is left behind in our veins

. the fire will remain for a long time with ibrahim himself, martyred on the way of service, sacrificed his life with the companions of our animal martyrs. he left and remained because his name hurts in hearts. dear people

, the hope that the martyred president breathed is flying at the moment . the song of the sacrifice of my homeland, the soil of iran is a shroud . it is full in ighan gosht. sayyid ma yar, the leader under our fire, sings, "bakhon ibrahim, he sacrificed his life on the way to serve."