One went, one is right One hid by an Ason One was a patching bag Essen Eson
One went, one was hidden An Ason One closet of rainfall was sacrificed by one
Bend and one One Night Until the armed tooth The world was back and refuge in Ironi His only weapon
Launching in front of beams and enemy cracks did not let a part of the homeland
In the sacred line The shotgun The shields of their breasts What Mothers Sitted To their hot kids
Imagine in the dumping and the night of conquest of al -Mubina I can see God here too The blood of the blood The blood of the blood Tear One roller in blood and has no hand
A pocket Quran cover A divine finger -free ring My brother kill
