You won my heart and gave my heart, I gave my heart and your heart slowed
down until my friend cried, I saw that you were laughing, that night when Ghazal was dying, you laughed and danced, from the end of this story, alas, you were not afraid,
from laughter to sobs, I traveled with you from the root of the axe, I lived with the disaster, from memory to paws, you were also my memory on the mirror , you were the legend of grief, you
won your heart and gave my heart. I gave it and your heart slowed down until my friend cried, I saw that you were laughing, that night when Ghazal died, you laughed and danced, you were not afraid of the end of this story , alas, you were not afraid.
