I am from a remote from the villages from the seal of a silence I am from a wall a golden wall and a window with a sonnet
*** I am from a remote from the village I am I am from a wall a Goldon and a window with a sonnet I come to you from a memory from the Red Crying from the live pulpit of the past I am humiliating the flower I will always come to Qiblah I always I am from a story or a long tale to conquer the night see how far I am The Star Testimony Falling from the stormy depths of the accident I am I am Long For the conquest of the night Look how am I coming The star Falling from the stormy depths of the accident
I am from a long way from the villages from the seal of a silence I call you a wall Late Trowks In the cozy alleys I come to sleep with Violet
I come from the roots from the roots I always come to the Qiblah I always I will always come to Qiblah I always I always I always I come
