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Text & Translation |
Oh, I'm so sorry (literally: may God make me die) Were you
worried?
I swear on the soul of my mother, it wasn't my
fault...
The roads were crowded.
To make up for it, I bought some bāqelā-pulaw for you
from the Raftari [restaurant.] |
بمیرم الهی، دلواپس شدی؟
به روح عزیز تقصیر من نبود...
راه شلوغ بود.
عوضش برات از رفتاری باقالی
(باقلا) پلو گرفتم. |
