
Friends came only to hurt me (for)
They came only to talk of you.
When flowers bloom, I can not help but thinkArrive the ages of your coming.
Such a quietude has taken over me as ifI come to tell you (the) condition (of my heart)!
Love stands alone at the head of sorrow's path(For) who will shoulder such a burden!
Look at me, stranger friend, forI have come to make you remember something.
My heart beats in the noise of journey,Would that someone comes to call me back again!
Even crying makes me ache,Perhaps I will come to my senses now!
Why have people come to celebrate,Did, again, a settlement die somewhere?
Sleep in the lap of death, Faraz,Who knows when sleep will come!
They came only to talk of you.
When flowers bloom, I can not help but thinkArrive the ages of your coming.
Such a quietude has taken over me as ifI come to tell you (the) condition (of my heart)!
Love stands alone at the head of sorrow's path(For) who will shoulder such a burden!
Look at me, stranger friend, forI have come to make you remember something.
My heart beats in the noise of journey,Would that someone comes to call me back again!
Even crying makes me ache,Perhaps I will come to my senses now!
Why have people come to celebrate,Did, again, a settlement die somewhere?
Sleep in the lap of death, Faraz,Who knows when sleep will come!
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