You know our song is the story of the treasure trove The story of a lottery in the heart of the River Carvone Mr himself knows well that we took it out of the river and brought it out and brought it to the house Now dance and dance I start your eyes I say goodwill and give tea Now I say give your shoes a slippers If I dont sit down, I will start your eyes. I came with Benzs car I came again. I do not like Polat Minezio wherever you go Who do you remember the poor. Do Like Like Vasho Pasho Now that it reads the barcée If I dont sit down, I will start your eyes. Give the rattlesnake and give tea Now I say give your shoes to slip
I say give Hassan the rattan and give tea Now I say give your shoes to slip Edit: Expression: Expression
