Open... O pampered goddess , make with my heart that the sorrow of the soul will go away from me ... My heart was not satisfied with your sin, come and pass over your sin again... I will help you, stretch out, come so that I can remember my sorrow, with mystery and need, if... Let not the arrow of my anger, my heart, the goal, by God, jump towards you like a bird of passion and joy, that he will close his heart to sorrow because who am I... Your cuteness, what is more than this, you are the Nazi goddess, sit in my bazmam, I am loyal to you, come on, there is nothing else, my art has so much disloyalty, it has no fruit, God forbid, if you dont get it from me, you dont get news of my work
