Firuze

Tell me, what do you feel, seeing
That dreams have drunk up your years
Cry, cry turquoise, cry, cry for your innocence
When remembering, your beauty in bloom
But that flower, caught in a thorn bush
Lost its scent, turquoise

Like that nightingale, trapped in the woods
Who will hear its voice, turquoise
Just like a whirlwind, a river flowing to the sea
You don’t have to look back
One night is fleeting, two to regret
Why the rush, turquoise

Tell me, what do you feel, seeing
That dreams have drunk up your years
Cry, cry turquoise, cry, cry for your innocence
When remembering, your beauty in bloom
Your sad eyes no longer want to accept
That there’s a price to pay
For a gift that, the sky gave you
Your unmatched beauty, turquoise

Just like a whirlwind, a river flowing to the sea
You don’t have to look back
One night is fleeting, two to regret
Why the rush, turquoise