On the slopes of the mountains, in the shadow of the placards, on the shore of the lake, in the dream of the house - all are visible - the sea, the bark, the nasim and ... that mole

On the slopes of the mountains, in the shadow of the placards, on the shore of the lake, in the dream of the house - all are visible - the sea, the bark, the nasim and ... that mole

Come on, let's sleep

People say that God does not remember God.

I do not take Darya with the hand of any non

A stroke is also Salman if you give it!

All the winds took my samar ki

And I was given a kayak sailing

Mum

Guharnasas samandar kangal karat