با سلام خیلی خوب وعالی هم صدا و هم اهنگ بسیار لذت بردم برایتان ارزوی موفقیت دارم به امید اینکه با کوشش شما فرهنگ این مرز وبوم برای نسلهای اینده زنده بماند ❤👍❤
Oh my heart don't ask where's the love, it was a monument of illusions so it collapsed Pour me and lets drink on its ruins, and tell of me as long as the tears are running How that love became past and a story among the stories of sorrow I don't forget you, when you've seduced me with a mouth sweet in the calling and tender And a hand extending towards, like a hand extending through the waves to a drowning person And a sparkle that makes a walker (traveler) thirsty. Where's that sparkle from your eyes Oh (you're) a love I once visited his grove, (as) a longing bird singing my pain You have the delays of a humiliating beneficiary, and the presence of a willing controller And my longing for you is burning my ribs, and the seconds are burning coals in my blood Give me my freedom, let go of my hands, I gave (everything) and left nothing (to be given) Ah, your chain is bleeding my wrist, why do I keep it when it's kept nothing of me What's my keeping of promises you didn't protect, and what's the imprisonment when I have all of life Where is it from my eyes, a magician lover, with pride, majesty, and modesty Confidently stepping, he walks, an angle with an unjust beauty, a tender glory With an aromatic charm like the breath of the hills, and wakeful(?) eye like the dreams of the night Where is it from me, an assembly with you in it, a seduction that's been perfected with sublimity and radiance And I'm a love and a heart that's wandering, and lost butterflies, drawing near to you And the yearning is a messenger between us, and a friend forwarding the glass to us Has love ever seen drunkens like us? How much imagination we built around us And (how much) we walked in a moonlit road, where joy would skip before us And we laughed like two little kids would laugh together, and we ran till we outran our shadow And we came to our senses after the nectar was gone. And we awoke; oh how I wish we don't awake! An awakening that knocked out the dreams of the sleep. And the night was gone; and the night was a friend And the light is like flames rising up, and the dawn is approaching like a fire And life is just as we know it, and
خیلی زیبا بود و دلنشین بود❤
صد آفرین، صدا و آواز یاد آوار برات ترک بانو پریسا است.
afarin
درودوسه پاس سرافرازان سربرآسمان سرزمین ایران
بسیار عالی❤❤❤
عالی بود
بسیار عالی
Besyaar ziiba!!
احسنت عالی بود 👍😍😍⚘️⚘️
بسیار زیبا و عالی⚘
بسیار زیبا .زنده باشید میراث داران موسیقی سنتی ایران
Хаста набоши бо овози ажоибу босуруди ва оханги зебои эронзамин сарбаланду шодбош
به به. چه صدای زیبایی. 👍👌
Excellent, so beautiful, Lovely voice , Congratulations
بسیار زیبا مثل سدایی پریسا زینده باشید
به به چ صدایی 😍😍😍
عالی عالی زنده باد واقعان یاشاسن
فوق العاده بود
احسنت به این صدا👏👏👌
بسیار زیبا می نوازند و می خوانند
خیلی سبک خانم پریسا ست
بسیار خوشمان آمد هم تار هم آواز! بسیار زیبا❤❤❤
بسیار شبیه بانو پریسا
آفرین عالیست
🙏🙏🙏👏👏👏
جالب به به بنازم
چقدر شبیه به بانوی قدیمی پریسا هست صدای این بانوی آینده دار
عالی
بسیاز زیبا
صداش شبیه پریسا می مونه. با آرزوی موفقیت
با سلام خیلی خوب وعالی هم صدا و هم اهنگ بسیار لذت بردم برایتان ارزوی موفقیت دارم به امید اینکه با کوشش شما فرهنگ این مرز وبوم برای نسلهای اینده زنده بماند ❤👍❤
پرفکت...
مرحبا
زنده و پایدار باشید
بسیار زیبا و دلنشین ! با آرزوی پیشرفت هر چه بیشتر برای شما!
Thanks for delightful presentation, Beautiful voice!
* make sure the Vocalists is front and Center and visible.
Best wishes
Cheers
تشکر
Oh my heart don't ask where's the love, it was a monument of illusions so it collapsed
Pour me and lets drink on its ruins, and tell of me as long as the tears are running
How that love became past and a story among the stories of sorrow
I don't forget you, when you've seduced me with a mouth sweet in the calling and tender
And a hand extending towards, like a hand extending through the waves to a drowning person
And a sparkle that makes a walker (traveler) thirsty. Where's that sparkle from your eyes
Oh (you're) a love I once visited his grove, (as) a longing bird singing my pain
You have the delays of a humiliating beneficiary, and the presence of a willing controller
And my longing for you is burning my ribs, and the seconds are burning coals in my blood
Give me my freedom, let go of my hands, I gave (everything) and left nothing (to be given)
Ah, your chain is bleeding my wrist, why do I keep it when it's kept nothing of me
What's my keeping of promises you didn't protect, and what's the imprisonment when I have all of life
Where is it from my eyes, a magician lover, with pride, majesty, and modesty
Confidently stepping, he walks, an angle with an unjust beauty, a tender glory
With an aromatic charm like the breath of the hills, and wakeful(?) eye like the dreams of the night
Where is it from me, an assembly with you in it, a seduction that's been perfected with sublimity and radiance
And I'm a love and a heart that's wandering, and lost butterflies, drawing near to you
And the yearning is a messenger between us, and a friend forwarding the glass to us
Has love ever seen drunkens like us? How much imagination we built around us
And (how much) we walked in a moonlit road, where joy would skip before us
And we laughed like two little kids would laugh together, and we ran till we outran our shadow
And we came to our senses after the nectar was gone. And we awoke; oh how I wish we don't awake!
An awakening that knocked out the dreams of the sleep. And the night was gone; and the night was a friend
And the light is like flames rising up, and the dawn is approaching like a fire
And life is just as we know it, and