میروم, تا تو بمانی
قصه ی قصه نخانی
میروم, دل از چهره ات ور دارم
تو شاعر هارا - Take the poets and the writers
به صف بکن یارا - Line them up for your highness
که غیر از من نفس تورا - And take your breath away like I did
ترانه میکرد - And made it musical like I did
تو دریا هارا - Take the waves of the sea side
به صف بکن یارا - From the west to the east side
که به ساحلت غزل روانه میکرد - Let these words serenade you baby
When I'm gone
Got that muscle baby,
Yea the hustle made me see it clear in my both eyes
Every time my heart spoke and I said hold tight,
Caught by the pulls of the low life
So called soul ties, stacking up debt to my own soul
I'm blind to the whole time
And I said lord don't blame me I'm in debt
And I said lord don't blame me I feel dead
And I said lord
And I said lord don't hate me,
Lord please grant me the strength
And I said lord don't break me, you still done broke me
That's how you gave me the strength
Then I said lord have mercy on 'em
Then I said lord forgive me for they did me dirt
Already in the mud if I go dirty on them
I don't use your name in vain
But life works in humorous ways
When I stand up to 'em, no Damian Wayne
I wasn't programmed to win, had to change these ways
Trauma and bloodline for years of pain
Had to go against me to be made this way
When my sun shine was your rainy day
I would dance in the storm
Treating shit like another training day
میروم, تا تو بمانی
قصه ی قصه نخانی
میروم, دل از چهره ات ور دارم
تو شاعر هارا - Take the poets and the writers
به صف بکن یارا - Line them up for your highness
که غیر از من نفس تورا - And take your breath away like I did
ترانه میکرد - And made it musical like I did
تو دریا هارا - Take the waves of the sea side
به صف بکن یارا - From the west to the east side
که به ساحلت غزل روانه میکرد - Let these words serenade you baby
When I'm gone
Roko Santana - Last Journey Lyrics
Roko Santana - Last Journey Lyrics
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میروم, تا تو بمانی
قصه ی قصه نخانی
میروم, دل از چهره ات ور دارم
تو شاعر هارا - Take the poets and the writers
به صف بکن یارا - Line them up for your highness
که غیر از من نفس تورا - And take your breath away like I did
ترانه میکرد - And made it musical like I did
تو دریا هارا - Take the waves of the sea side
به صف بکن یارا - From the west to the east side
که به ساحلت غزل روانه میکرد - Let these words serenade you baby
When I'm gone
Got that muscle baby,
Yea the hustle made me see it clear in my both eyes
Every time my heart spoke and I said hold tight,
Caught by the pulls of the low life
So called soul ties, stacking up debt to my own soul
I'm blind to the whole time
And I said lord don't blame me I'm in debt
And I said lord don't blame me I feel dead
And I said lord
And I said lord don't hate me,
Lord please grant me the strength
And I said lord don't break me, you still done broke me
That's how you gave me the strength
Then I said lord have mercy on 'em
Then I said lord forgive me for they did me dirt
Already in the mud if I go dirty on them
I don't use your name in vain
But life works in humorous ways
When I stand up to 'em, no Damian Wayne
I wasn't programmed to win, had to change these ways
Trauma and bloodline for years of pain
Had to go against me to be made this way
When my sun shine was your rainy day
I would dance in the storm
Treating shit like another training day
میروم, تا تو بمانی
قصه ی قصه نخانی
میروم, دل از چهره ات ور دارم
تو شاعر هارا - Take the poets and the writers
به صف بکن یارا - Line them up for your highness
که غیر از من نفس تورا - And take your breath away like I did
ترانه میکرد - And made it musical like I did
تو دریا هارا - Take the waves of the sea side
به صف بکن یارا - From the west to the east side
که به ساحلت غزل روانه میکرد - Let these words serenade you baby
When I'm gone
قصه ی قصه نخانی
میروم, دل از چهره ات ور دارم
تو شاعر هارا - Take the poets and the writers
به صف بکن یارا - Line them up for your highness
که غیر از من نفس تورا - And take your breath away like I did
ترانه میکرد - And made it musical like I did
تو دریا هارا - Take the waves of the sea side
به صف بکن یارا - From the west to the east side
که به ساحلت غزل روانه میکرد - Let these words serenade you baby
When I'm gone
Got that muscle baby,
Yea the hustle made me see it clear in my both eyes
Every time my heart spoke and I said hold tight,
Caught by the pulls of the low life
So called soul ties, stacking up debt to my own soul
I'm blind to the whole time
And I said lord don't blame me I'm in debt
And I said lord don't blame me I feel dead
And I said lord
And I said lord don't hate me,
Lord please grant me the strength
And I said lord don't break me, you still done broke me
That's how you gave me the strength
Then I said lord have mercy on 'em
Then I said lord forgive me for they did me dirt
Already in the mud if I go dirty on them
I don't use your name in vain
But life works in humorous ways
When I stand up to 'em, no Damian Wayne
I wasn't programmed to win, had to change these ways
Trauma and bloodline for years of pain
Had to go against me to be made this way
When my sun shine was your rainy day
I would dance in the storm
Treating shit like another training day
میروم, تا تو بمانی
قصه ی قصه نخانی
میروم, دل از چهره ات ور دارم
تو شاعر هارا - Take the poets and the writers
به صف بکن یارا - Line them up for your highness
که غیر از من نفس تورا - And take your breath away like I did
ترانه میکرد - And made it musical like I did
تو دریا هارا - Take the waves of the sea side
به صف بکن یارا - From the west to the east side
که به ساحلت غزل روانه میکرد - Let these words serenade you baby
When I'm gone
Writer: Roham Kazeminejad
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid