Dear Nazanin I dont say sleep I want to go north again
to Shahsavar and Romsar to Lahijan and Roodbar Next to Green Pardappers Spring Orange
with my love hands Again The voice is coming Reads the fisherman from this ... Give me Lantern I will come Wait Sandy coastal sand Read next to you Next to the North Sea I want to scream My Beautiful North Sea is mine, I am to say that here is my last ambition The beautiful sea of the northern north is my
