O bird of the bird of flying in nes dead Bitter Night of Ruki Fatigue Remember you O bird under the rain. Night like me has no bright house Both Tamun We Sorry We Cry. Clean and light like the sun Heart wanted to be the river. I wish you were dry. What are my good days All going to the heart of the soil Memoir Just this darkest eye A bird of bird of enthusiasm flying in you dead Bitter Night of Rukes Tiredness.
