God did not cry for the passenger Dont be heartbroken to anyone Adama Created the Road for the West The road is shouting my name Says the day of crushing The bag is full of memories Except for a memory The role of the dust in your dust The road to hug me waiting for me to come with it The bitter story of goodbye , though closed my back of my memory Memories All love and beloved is very difficult but I have no choice The road screams.
