I do not want to see the world on the world Come on to hit the night tomorrow morning tomorrow morning Take the bent to Mina Mina I Put Soraya Soraya. Saying the grace of the grace of the turban of Zahid who wraps a lot in the dome of the sound Come with the eyes of the heart to see the enthusiasm of the sea What ancient love of the contaminated shells. The helper is wrapped in the richness of the grace of Zahids turban that wraps a lot in the dome of the sound The scent of the flower of God wrapped in the cemetery Niloofar, which lover on the wall Saebs fool of grace.
