Youre Sagar, you dont know what I was, what you were
You are Sagar, you do not sit down I dont know what you were
I am sitting in my palate. Cold Sky The Pain Pain on the Wall of My Time Unnamed I like a dust from my caravan like a dust from my caravan
You are Sagar. Being
The only lonely only me and my disgrace Oh the sky how much oppression to love the lovers You hear you shout Oh, the God of God Oh Oh, the sky, how much oppression on the lovers Hear you, and you are my kindness and Web
Your love was sleeping and the role of a miracle and a mood This was a suffering.
End of your wheelchair. Dont sit Dont know what I was.
You are Sagar you dont sit down I dont know what you were ... I dont know what you are
