[Episode 2] The Prophet has arrived at the bottom and is still in the zoo Lash, still patrolled, wool Dance Dance Dance Dance of slave celebration dance Dance Dance of slavery, work, work, work, work. My nun come to the end of the office , but its not hard to believe I get the end of the line , I get off but the doors are locked and the bad luck puts the knife under his throat emptying his pocket and throwing the ground Fast? No, for every day
Consideration [2] Haji Firoozeh, my own master, Sabil Black You have worked like a donkey and is no place because you did not Polo, the bank account is full [Part 2]. Turquoise Where is our ancestors? What is the truth? Maybe the war was a country when you are still jumping Your passport is your master? Burns Something Sorry Hee, the antiques as if you are now coming from the museum
Consideration [2] Haji Firoozeh, my own master, Sabil Black , you did not work like a donkey and Bank I have come My dear Everybody knows me, I am with all the strangers, my problem Melid Behind this mask, Imprisonment, as if Kahrizam Black Black Roman Racist Racing The appearance of more deceptive than prostitutes I am Haji Firouz. I wanted to be a drunkard, but I realized the dragon because they say hot tail Heavy poets, speakers read cane and their voices of low back pain
Consideration [1] my own master Sabil and Sabil Black Bank End] Haji Firoozeh My Lord Sabil Black Sabili Black Sabil Sabil Black Sabil Black Polo, Bankite Account Full
