Alive to the chest, the heart that Hvayt
Current heart to the voice Krshmhhay
Nor am Joseph, not Siavash, confidence and avoid killing
That I bring a friend! Rocking Vsvs·hhayt
You Jirga mass of old memories
The circled cross and the Nhadham to Ur
Hard and late you came to me and what is not
If you do not have, easily and quickly, leave you
I was tied to the work of nostalgia
Where agility Qdhgshayt hands?
Mbynm that leaning to poetry capers to heavens
The humility of the heart between the inputs to the base
" I tell the "language of love
Smooth and simple say: I made you!