Lyrics: Michal Elia Kamal Composition: Michal Elia Kamal,Julien - TopicsExpress



          

Lyrics: Michal Elia Kamal Composition: Michal Elia Kamal,Julien Demarque,Mete Çiftçi From the album “SOMETIMES LIFE DOESN’T GIVE YOU SPACE”; Hanashim shel Teheran Hanashim shel Teheran Lo mastirot et hapanim Lo mastirot et hachiyuch Masgir hachen she mibifnim Ubemivta kaze mukar Shemaale bi nishkachot Ve im takshiv eich hen sharot Ve im tishma, eich she hen sharot Ulai imi achat mehen Ve hi sipra li sipurim Ubemabat kimat atzuv Roim chiyuch gam lifamim Ubemivta kaze mukar Shemaale bi nishkachot Ve im takshiv eich hen sharot Ve im tishma, eich she hen sha… La la la la la La la la la la Hanashim shel Teheran Lo mastirot et hapanim Lo mastirot et hachiyuch Masgir hachen she mibifnim Ubemivta kaze mukar Shemaale bi nishkachot Ve im takshiv eich hen sharot Ve im tishma, eich she hen sharot Ulai imi achat mehen Ve hi sipra li sipurim Ubemabat kimat atzuv Roim chiyuch gam lifamim Im yom echan, amri mikan Tzipor zara bishmei Iran Emtach groin, efros knafai Ashir lachen beteheran ................................... The women of Teheran the women’s of Tehran they don’t cover their face they don’t cover their smile giving the glory from their inside and in such a familiar accent that brings in me the thing I already forgot and if you listen how they sing and if you hear how- they- sing my mother might be one of them she use to tell me stories and in a almost sad face you can see a smile sometimes. and in such a familiar accent that brings in me the thing I already forgot and if you listen how they sing and if you hear how- they- sing La la la la La la la la…… the women’s of Tehran they don’t cover their face they don’t cover their smile giving the glory from their inside and in such a familiar accent that brings in me the thing I already forgot and if you listen how they sing and if you hear how- they- sing my mother might be one of them she use to tell me stories and in a almost sad face you can see a smile sometimes. If one day I will rise up there I foreign bird in the sky of Iran I will stretch my throat I will open my wings To sing for you in Teheran
Posted on: Wed, 05 Nov 2014 11:47:55 +0000

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