[محمود]

you 're asking me
where are you
where were you
ask
your heart
will tell you
ask
the rozes ask the flowers
ask any one you like
and believe

but not me
ask the rozes
how much
iihave planted
how much i picked
and hug and kissed
for u
ask the moon ask the sky
they will sing
my cry
ask the mountain and
the sun
how
i suffer
when i go
with out u