I think I am a breeze.
Lift gently
Broken hair in Yiren's ear
Speak softly
Tell a love story in detail
gentle breeze
Accompany the Iraqi side
If possible
I think I am a star.
Faint light
Shine on the thin body of Iraqis.
Quiet, don't say a word.
Guardian yiren
star
A long companion next to Iraqis
Yiren yiren
Do not forget your initiative mind.
Yiren yiren
Crazy thinking day and night.
Yiren ah
Have you read me?
Yiren ah
Have you ever understood me?
Yiren yiren
Think of you as a disaster