The chest was fired in the heart of the heart There was a fire in this house that kissed my task My body from the sweetness of the sweetness My life from the fire of the stamp of the heart The heart of the heart ... the heart of the heart I have a tear ... No strange that is my sympathetic The acquaintance is not a strange, my compassionate, because I got away from myself, the alienated heart because I have repented of my repentance because my heart was repentant, I broke my eyes
s eyes turned out of the head and shouted into the head and turned out of the head.
