In the sky, your eyes are the basket of the star of the star Your garden is always full of spring flowers My eyes I have broken myself I want you to be dear until I am alive I have my eyes to be my own I want to be dear to you Hami I thieve your bride
You cant get Gods love passed from those negatives and was captured elsewhere With you all the world for me My heart like you, God is filled with my scent You are the only flower I With the laughter of the joy of the moment of happiness I thieve the bride of your story.
