To be loved like the legend to the Divine You Do not find the news from the soul Dell Dell from me what you will be mad
from my heart to whispering my heart to my my heart, what to say, my dear, I am wondering On the familiarity of what my heart was killed by such a naughty
until you are my companions Nights witnesses my fever Flame like a fire The candle of any congregation What was your heart. Was
Where to go, Dell Dell Where You Delighted, Dont You Why Do You Parva
When Loved like the Legend to the Divine Do not find the news from the soul Dell Dell from me, what crazy you are
