D. Firas al-Dulaimi Fahdawi The language of love Jonarh sia Half of this country you And the other half you You are the face of the moon The face of the sun you Youre beautiful inlaid conscience And the beaches of the east at night While sitting in the presence of beauty Cry my heart a long time and do not stretch my hands And I am afraid My fear is that I change Tngara and aging and breakdown Aaaaaaaaah If it stays love child The children stay with him Ognina appeal after appeal Appointments and meetings on continual I desire death for us together to stay at the peak of our love I desire to turn to kiss two stones in permanent I desire to become a two-star attached to each other Between the glare of the sun and the light of the moon The creep Alrgev in Anamla chickened I stare in your photo distributed here and there And chickened Omemkn day that death do us part? I always hear you die you I die Vergb in life, lest Tamota However, I do not earn any repulsion between you and Denial However, a moment of euphoric between agony and torment However jerk passing between tides However, a drop of water between the public and the public However, the word is almost Hiam Tertsm from first to last the sky sky And go back in your presence to tears retention and suffocation heart I imagine Ill read you my love in millions of words However, I lose my pronunciation Am confused and confused as the little camel racer In the presence of Prince In your absence I feel Balanksar in the shadows of the land and forests I feel as if Stora erased lines disappear as if my words Word for word if I do not go down well in Aqrarlh If I live to die on your steps Zgrdat Tgie of last longing beautiful Jonarh sia In your presence radiates violets Body and the smell of your perfume corrugated The scent of the female Vick If their stars violet sky If the ground and windows, trains and parks And women and men and boys violet ÍÖćŃß If youre in my arms The nation and the hope and the vision and legends In the absence Taatills swords over my neck separating my head My body for a thousand times a thousand And on and Daek die jellyfish and shave silence Perfume dream and hope Swords out of my body and back Swords And the cry of pain and torment Pass my soft I love you I love you I love you Vijvt voice of the wound and the restless Bleeding on Saber Rattling Why The meeting torment Farewell and torment? Why We Mtaannagan glimpse of separation cost is killing us Why And on our lips kiss Tantzaana supported unfairly Ahtadanna Why Fail us warm moments at the height of our union Why Why why
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