The city is raging and raging Where does such a bitter moan come from? Warming up the soul on a warm evening Whose song does the heart want?
Appendix: The broken soul, the broken heart, Just stand still for a minute. Blind singer in street chats Forgetting the world of singing ...
What's the use of forehead eyes, If your heart can't see at all ?! As the sorrows of men, Unless you have a specific destination, you're just moving the car.
The grief that befalls you, Let there be no sorrow in the head of the country. May God protect us from unseen destinies, Let the frozen souls stay away ...