انگور لبت

The grapes of your lips, how sweet they are Give a cluster to this stranger O friend, stay loyal to me, stay faithful Give one kiss to your beloved

I would become rain and knock at your door I would knock knock on the windows of your eyes From the rose gardens of Shamali I would bring flowers I would braid flowers through your curls

Your smile could buy me the whole world Your dreams would take me who knows where I see your kindness at the mountain pass My left eye keeps twitching and twitching

Your rosebud is so delicate and worth seeing Your fine dress is worth drawing close When my gaze becomes a hunter The sparrow of your smile is worth catching