Yesterday, if you are fueling my friend, sadness and burden of you and you today Comes out of the smell of my spring and you there at the border of hostility, in the streets of sadness and pain except the night Do you see my eyes and you
yesterday I was in my garden and I was a hot grass in the sun You and I Waiting for me and you
This season is my and you, our booming season Read with the flower. Now the spring of me and you Now my spring and you
with this breeze, get up if you died I am in the garden. I go to the sea, my place and you I go to the sea, my place and you I go to the sea
