God willing, I dont go to the dirt to die under your pit
capture of my eyes to be soil under the pitcher, do not under the patent
very pretty; You have no peer in Tahron City; No more malevolent
All the soil of Patthen, capture of all the soil of Patthen, capture of the eyes
Divine Hot, I dont see, kiss the kiss of your eyes Divine Hot Do not see you, kiss my eyes I always My compassionate I always do not always Divine, I dont always die, to die My feet to die under the pit
capture of my eyes that I have my soil under the path, do not under the patent
You have no peer in Tahron City; No more malevolent
All the soil of Patthen, capture of all the soil of Patthen, capture of the eyes
Divine Hot, I dont see, kiss the kiss of your eyes Divine Hot Do not see you, kiss my eyes I always My compassionate I always do not always Divine, not to die, to die I will die I can die under the pit
capture of my eyes to be soil under the patho, do not under the path, under the path,
