I am the most thirsty, the lonely arched arches of my desert my thirsty lips I am burnt, tired of my old age
my wounded tone Happiness to see a cloud stain I am thirsty, the loneliest of my desert arches my thirsty lips. I ate Denton to the thirsty and rotten lips I have a desert coronary ax I am lonely but with all the shouts of my desert The vault is greenery one day The Menu Birds Message calls you I am tired of my desert Thirst, thirst and hot I make a garden from the sun and thirst Dont leave me alone. Dont let me look like I am looking forward to seeing your desert garden
