Open My Lucky Kiss My Hearts To Drink Mi Gut Mi, I Come Take a tie, bring the sailing
was happy at the foot of the tulip Filling every tail whining to whom smiling lips like the Cup Smile like the Cup
because the spring of Este and Tarb Nawabar went to Hijjar Nymph, bring a sack Nymph, bring a sailing
Flower in the grass come with me Fill me in the grass of skirts Crystallize my head on my carpenter Drink to my flowers I Lips like the Cup Laughing Lips like the Cup
What kind of spring my spring, my spring, Togafli Mattab Zaashqi, O Safa, if the wise
