I was lonely; I was lonely; I was lonely; I was hidden I was hidden; I was disgusted with you The Drunk Night of the Alley I am only Lost in Cui Vafa Nights. Except love; Never; I will not Salt in the head I have a passion for emancipation see the tears of my night; see my night in the bitter transition of separation and I fell into the trap of Bella Bella Kurdish alienation instead Fever on the face except the head of the head; I have no hot Depressed in the Lantern Night; O Lighting Month One Night of the Night on my Kashans Rosan My Sun;
