Vaya Vaya
Atabak Elyasi, Mahsa Vahdat
Vaya, Vaya
I'll have wings in your air
I'll be a wave in your voice
I'll be a flame in your flickering heat, in my cries of wanting you
Bitterly I'll twist in the veins of your vines
I'll be a stubborn cloud in the tears of my grief for you
Vaya, Vaya
I'll grow green in my sorrow for your passing years
I'll stay in love in the sun above your mountain tops
I'll be tears in the purity of your streams
at one with my limitless hope for you
Vaya, Vaya