It is full of sleeping, a garden of the poem My cold is sighing, Raha Zi is cut off a thirst for dawn
s splendor of comradeship; And the glass full of the broken palace, my head to root Swallows peak, hot from the magic lamp full of Dave and Prichehr, full of kiso
Parm and what is empty of you, full and empty you are all. It was
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Under this debris, this hall is a baseless hall Based on the way, be the most thirsty for my heart Be the most thirsty, be tired of the earth Freshness, Nazanin you are like this
O all of you, you have been full of love
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Under this debris, this hall Basic on the way to the tail, be the most thirsty for my heart, be tired of being so tired of being so tired, Full and empty both All of you, in your love, were full of so much
