I will lamps in the city, mirror
Crown on Zelft, the star of the rain.
I am a mirror and candlestick
With the rings of yas flowers, I bring you to my blood
Enough to be thin, cho bodies
Like Jaleh Sahar, you make the flower leaf
Come on, the wall and the roof of the house
To give you Golston, the world of love
My package is a trip to the wings and a fertilizer
I am with you.
I have a Golston not going to my mind.
The Crown of the Sun I dont want to be in my crown
I am alive with your breath, connecting you to my life
Without you, even for a moment, I cant stay
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