You are my darling you are my friend
That's all, but I can't say if it's you
Everyone knows me by your name
I am the lost thing you know
Love is a thing of the past
You don't understand who I am, nor do I understand who you are
What an ocean of sorrow that has taken our heart
When can that boat sink, whose god you are?
Getting rid of it is like the death of your life
What a wonderful way to screw people over
Trouble is a relief to us no matter what
May God give the dead heart the pain for which you are the medicine
Somewhere the word unfaithful came out of this cracked mouth
But now there are taunts and taunts that you are indeed faithful
Doomsday is apparently the catalyst for a united Khundia and their subsequent emergence as a galactic power
Why is there no resurrection when you are the day of tribulation?
To be entangled in confusion is to be destined to deteriorate
It is time to turn around, it is time for you to change
They say it is all infidelity of love
I am neither in distress nor unfaithful
I was glad to see you
This city is unique in seeing you
In the blind crowd of the city against him
I was very sad to see you
Good night, goodbye to the heart
I was ready to see you
We know this at the point of separation
Whatever happened to this heart after seeing you
There was never a light in the dead words
And this miracle happened to me when I saw you
Like a calf, the mind became suspended
The city was restored after seeing you
Then people came to mourn the dead
Then a question came to me after seeing you
You have to go
Go _!
You don't mean that
There was a misunderstanding or misunderstanding
This is my headache
Heartache
what ever ,
Go!
It was your job, you loved it,
very well
It's my job to remember
Or forget ...
Wonderful things of the world,
There are wonderful rituals of Ulfat
If you love
Forget bathing
Will leave some day
Forget to tell
I don't hear anything anymore,
Don't tell me anything
Don't give me your advice .....
How i live
If you forget
Can't tell me
Then don't say anything, go away
. He had no acquaintance with any evil
Then he told me that there was nothing wrong with me
My thoughts were safe, dreams were fulfilled
Thoughts and dreams were not enough
Mr. Sheikh likened it to men I have been dead since death came to me
No wonder you learned from competitors There was not much arrogance in your accent There was gossip, there was humility in the eyes too
That's it, she wasn't born
Dead body, dead will on the streets
There was no such thing as obscenity in the dead
All the patients died when they got the news of the medicine
There were no patients when there was no medicine
Of birds flying in cages
The only victim was the one who was not paid.
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