The story is in the east. Deck Here Beautiful, there is good, there is good Ghodima Some say that your star is not died Whatever darkness, our nights night
The stars are telling the mystery of the sky On the roads of life Galactic
The story is in the East Simple Star Nasal Star We Make a Desert Traveler Who comes to the Chinese star
God willing to become a paradise by expressing a thousand thousand Paradise, Paradise becomes a garden and spring
