At night, when I and my lonely heart are alone, we read a story about the day of separation, I say, O heart, my heart is contaminated with pain , if I die one day , I will cry coldly, sigh and moan, the fire of love will burn and the tension burns at night, when I and the lonely heart are alone , we will read a story about the day of separation, in the tragedy of my heart. I know that you are on fire , O heart. I know that you are feathering. You are crying, I read this from the tears of your eyes. Dil Dil Dil Dil Dil Dil
