If you want the story to be sad, All the city tells you the story The story of this sad heart So let me tell you I tell me my companion in this great plain that calls the world Why should I be like a blind night. Zolf didnt have my shoulder Why didnt the happiness of your world in my heart. Why should I be like an old man from the time of time or because I am a clean morning dew from radiation see my companion If you want the story They say
