The merciful God, the lover of caregiving, considers the
sorrow of the poor as the solution of
his structure, because he is lonely and lonely,
the scourge of the lava life,
dear, sit next to me, I
am restless from your love,
John, I cant bear it,
now dont leave me by my side, I love God, I love God on
the high mountain, how long will I sit,
dear, sit next to me, next to me, I will
pick the flowers,
dear, sit next to me,
now red and white are intertwined,
dear, sit next to me, I
dont know which one Let me pick the flower,
dear, sit next to me,
as you go, on both legs and feet,
dear, sit next to me, you are
not afraid that it will bite on your feet,
dear thorn, sit next to me, if
there is a thorn, I dont have a needle,
dear, sit next to me,
O dear sad June, sit next to me, my rose
and my white, dear bouquet,
sit next to me, it
is a rooted marble,
dear, sit next to me, may God
break that marble
.Aziz, sit next to me
, my dear friend, who is sitting alone,
dear, sit next to me.
