Where is your helper Where is your arms My hard tongue. Your tongue should These wounds may be your hand Maami The world in the midst of tears Midnight tears and relieve this crush with you may not be a little but you are in the pain I deny my naked hijab where is you Where is your arms You are the passion of pride in the deep belief You are strangely and strangely in my beloved helper You are as much as you are You are the pure sense of reading poetry You are the ability to be simple
