Gole Yakh (translated cover)

So, I decided to try and translate Kourosh Yaghmaei's awesome song from Persian to English.

Lyrics:
There is a pain dwelling deep in your eyes
And I try not to stare

The night has come down to you from the skies
Just to color your hair

Your eyes are so black, but so are my nights
Should I have known from the start?

If you are cold, then come into the light
I carry a flame in my heart

When I'm alone, with only my tears, in here
They’ve got nothing to say
It’s just a flood of sadness, to come
And carry me away

When you are near, everything moves within me
It moves like the wind
Like a gust of air though this
Prison cell I'm in

It happened again - Spring went right through my hands
And a flower of ice is starting to bloom in my heart
Yet, here in my room, I am burning, I can’t understand
How can it grow next to this furnace in my heart

What would I sing
Without a voice or a song of my own?
Gole yakh tooye delam javooneh karde


Photo: Filip Powidzki Casserblad