The clouds and the sky closed and the cold room Crash all the days of the month and ruins and I remember the bright land next to these valves
I love the sun I love the sun to the water and the blue sky
Hard -working hardship on the suffering of the old land
Your air is in my head . Although this Samand has accelerated my life under my power
neither familiar nor companionship nor a friends shoulder on which you are forbidden and your pity The alleys are not familiar Not this language is our pleasant tongue You and a thousand pains You and a thousand answers Wheres?
Whatever you do Tired Roxy Mans light does not give up his presence Name and letter The people who sleep with me this broken Though on my door on the doorstep of the morning still kicks the cloud but I am a bright land My heart is your night to my chest, you dont say your flaming oven ?
