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Go to Nangarhar — bring me a black shirt Bring me three or four fresh flowers

Wine is forbidden by the law But the grief of separation is permitted for me I am worn out by the grief of homeland Bring me a black shirt, bring me a black shirt Bring me three or four fresh flowers

O sweetheart — I am from the sweetheart, the sweetheart from me If they sell me in the market Bring me a black shirt

Larsha Nengarhar ta kamees tor mata rawrra Taza taza goloona dre salor mata mata rawrra

Sharaab pe sharaha na rawa dey Farhad di pe beltoon bajawarr guloona Pe mah rawa dey de yaar ghaam ghaltawoma Kameez tor kameez tor mata rawrra Taza taza goloona dre salor mata mata rawrra

Janaan ze ma zeh de janaan yom Farhad di pe beltoon bajawarr guloona Keh pe bazar me kharsawey warsara zoma Kameez tor kameez tor mata rawrra Taza taza goloona dre salor mata mata rawrra

Pe qala doye kawtar nahsey Farhad di pe beltoon bajawarr guloona Yawewishtel krey bel ee zaan seengaraweena Kameez tor kameez tor mata rawrra Taza taza goloona dre salor mata mata rawrra