موزیک فید ؛ مرجع دانلود آهنگ جدید خارجی و ایرانی

The flowers are on the floor and the lover is on the palate
The king of my world is a slave to such a day
You bring candles to this gathering tonight
In our parliament, the moon is a friend
In our religion, wind is lawful, but
Without you, the flower of the limbs is forbidden
In our house the perfume that makes us
Every moment of your hair is fragrant
Until the treasure of sorrow dwells in the ruined heart
I have always been the abode of ruin
Out of shame, as if my name is shame
And what name do you ask that I am ashamed of?
Everyone listens to the words of the reed and the melody
My eyes are all on the lips and the rotation of the cup
Do not blame my accountant, he too
We are constantly looking for luxury