Arise, my friend, we take the life and simulate the swarm between the clouds (ah ah ah ah ah) My nostalgia for boyhood and memories has passed the era of passion and play (ah ah ah ah ah) A flower that I was not like flowers I send perfume to my mother and father (ah ah ah ah ah) How much we nailed the talk of mothers before we knew the injustice of anguish (ah ah ah ah ah) We mean the kindergarten in the evening and tomorrow we will follow it under the shade of the reeds How much we swam in running water and jumped over the sand of dunes My heart aches from empty nights that Saadi passed through like meteors (ah ah ah ah ah) How can I cry luck after it's too late and Sway in the name of anguish It is the world and from the ram of life let him live in it diligently asking Do not throw the happiness with wishes, that is a mortgage from the bet of the monument See the ants are smelling like they are in their eternity in constant I have advice for those who see