It was like Farhad and it was Our Mountain and Our Mountain Our Mountain Our Nail Our Nail Our Nail Our For a sip Do not kill us our tears of our winds Our glass of our glass Our glass Our glass Come Come And I saw the punishment of self The wound of Farhad and I was a pity He gave up my
whoever does not sit down to see the last Last Habibam Last Last See Habibam Habib
What did you do last night What did you do last night In my Habib Cui Divine Blood, Divine Blood, Divine Blood, you are my rival, my rival too.
