Until the bottom of the story, and hidden with the under the calamity or the rain, I have been in the sea and I have nothing to do with the world In the rocky silence of the world, the sonnets
The more you are the world, the less you want to see you
In the Black Winter and the Burning Breast of the time Hard belief like your forest with you I am overwhelmed by the wave of my love wherever I go with you Youre silent and roar of Karun with
The more you are the world you want To see what ease with
