The soil of the grief to the soil if I do The homeland that went What a soil to wear Ala is not a hat to take away from my head Thinking of a hat The man of the man that his hat is on his head and I I
Electric If you do not, if you do not blame you Falsely, I wish if I draw it from the enemys fabric Do whatever you do badly, I will be a tribal enemy. Badr The kindness is not to be alive Your love in my being and your seal in my heart was in my lion and with life.
