I have been waiting for the habit not waiting for a moment of remembering you I will see you now without my eyes again The love that loves my heart
Torah me, my eyes on my way Torah, my eyes on my
Symphs that they take in the branch of the black, the shadows. Provide my
Torah, my eyes on my way Torah, my eyes on my way
In the tail of the tails that are in the valleys like the dead men in the turn of the hand of the lotus to the cedar of the trap warm or not ... On my
The Saddams they take In the Gold Branch of John, the shadows are the black color The grief of your tiredness Provide my Torah, my eyes on my way Torah, my eyes on my way
The night in those tails that are on the door to the door. Cedar Foot
Warm or not ... I dont remember you
Torah, my eyes on my way Torah, my eyes on my way Torah, my eyes on my way Torah me, my eyes on my way Torah, my eyes on my way, my eyes on my way
