Persian - English translation

[Chorus – Mehrad Hayden]
My heart is narrow for all the days that are gone
The memories we made will never come back
If I could push the button, it would go back to the beginning
I wish to laugh again From the bottom of my heart

[Part two - Mehrad Hayden]
I remember everywhere in the city
In the front of the form, crooked with one hand
In the chest, it is up to the edge of the bottle
Being in our place is also a bit scary
They say we were the stains of shame
There are traces of war on all our memories
They say that these cold Saturdays
It was the title of the story of a child He is bad
The health of the one who cannot be tamed is wild
The health of everything is a fist friend
His health is especially if he is in the sixties
Ashq satar, come on, he is a monster
Everyone is going to die
Whoever left his feet, his tail is warm
I have no regrets in the bottom of my heart
I just miss those days a little

[Singer - Mehrad Hayden]
My heart is narrow for All the days that go
The memories we made will never come back
If I could press the button, it would go back to the beginning
I wish to laugh again from the bottom of my heart