Your eyes have fallen from crying, the tips of your eyelashes are wet again, all the sky blues are wrapped in your hair and forests, you are wrapped in the pair of your drunken eyes, which worked, in the end, your hand God willed to bring our part, my heart was tied, the modesty of the velvet became green, the heart became thinner than the flower with faithfulness to me, who entrusted me with the most beloved of all, and said, "Take care of me, my dear, you are the honor of love, you are the one who is more beautiful than the example ."Your head is higher than the place of the star, your heart is torn like mine.
