A bird of bird of enthusiasm flying dead Bitter Night of Ruki Fatigue Remember you O bird under the rain. Night like me has no bright house Both Tomon We are saddened. Kurdish I was in the heart of pure and light soil like the sun Dell wanted to be a river. I wish you were dry. What happened to my good days All going to the heart of the soil Memoir Just this darker eyes A bird of bird of joy flying in you No
