موزیک فید ؛ مرجع دانلود آهنگ جدید خارجی و ایرانی

It was like snow, but there was a burning fireplace in your hands
A white and black shawl in her neck was a sad face behind her eyes
He told me this empty seat. I told her this chair is yours
I wanted to say but I did not have time. How sad I am
It was a sad tune that he was talking about in the Dodem Worlds
Only Chavoshi was listening and I became very jealous of Mohsin
With a hot talk, he did not order it
With a smile he could not be alive at all, he did not give his heart a heartbeat
How nice was she went to the antique cup
I just remember me and I went there for ten minutes
How nice was she went to the antique cup
I just remember me and I went there for ten minutes