Shahab Tiam: For a lover of late but again, the celebration of until our hands up, it wont get the rain somewhere I gave your hand, no longer coming from his life when he came, only said he was just going to
Your hand was no longer coming from his life when he came, he just said he was just going to
s my photo, a lonely lonely I was tired of myself, you can no longer You dont see this tale of Telkh. The celebration Until our hands are up, it wont be raised somewhere The heart I gave, no longer coming from her life when she came, she said she was just going to I just said shes
I said goodbye to my heart, my heart is still in my heart I go I pour tears, maybe this is the last darkness Youre going to be the one who has gone, its existence is the fault Sacrifice that I am sleeping, not delivering me for love but it is still a hand Until our hands are up, I wouldnt get it. Ran Just said he is leaving
for a lover of Deira
Juan: Deira, Deira Shahab Tiam: s my hands up
for a lover of Deira Dira, Dira, Dira, Deira Tiam: There is no rainfall for a lover of late but again the fate until our hands are up, the rain is not raining The heart I gave, no longer coming from his life .
