yes
you welcome
I hope if you know how much I love roses
and how much I love
and how your face looks like the face of roses
between you and him the story of a fantasy world
how I wish your land, aromatic
die on her face
sir land of Karbala
sacred love you, O Hussein
we redemption of land of Karbala
The secret is located in greatness
it is the secret of our love
the morning without your face not be
A beautiful day
Play Butterfly on a branch of roses
tears on the outskirts of your eyes
tells the story
Drowning in a sea of question
who is the sadness which adds
If you know
I am afraid to forget love
And she loves someone else