This heartfelt crazy heart, the chain of my hands and feet I I have suffered the suffering of the day and night, woe to this day and from these nights I I have to calm you without you, hoping for your seal, I will not be satisfied with my heart, my heart, and my heart I My Heart, Wow My Heart When I Lip The Glory of My Heart, The Tale of My Hearts Asks for You Every Night I dont want a madman I dont want to be scandalous, this heart is scandalous. It doesnt polish Johns life but God doesnt get
Stay in my birds mob Brush of Death that does not pray Your brush of death is not praying Your Death Brush is not praying This days crazy heart, my hand and my feet. Relax, in the hope of your seal, I will not be satisfied with my child, I was not satisfied with the non -bloodthirsty in his life.
