-1 -Madam:I was the most important woman in historicBefore the departure of the year.You are now the most important woman ..After the birth of this year ..You are not a woman I calculate in hours and days.You are a woman ..Made from fruit hair ..It went dreams ..You are a woman who had lived my body ..Millions of years ago ..-2 -Madam:Aamozulh of cotton and alarmist.Oh rain from Sapphire ..O rivers of Nahawand ..Oh Forest Marble ..O of water such as fish swim heart ..Inhabit in the eyes swarm bath.Nothing will change in my passion ..In my sense ..In sentimental .. in my faith ..I will keep on the religion of Islam ..-3 -Madam:Do not take care of in the rhythm of the time and the names of the past.You are a woman .. woman remains at all times.I will love you ..Upon entering the twenty-first century ..Upon entering the twenty-fifth century ..Upon entering the twenty-ninth century ..And I will love you ..While dry sea water ..The burning of forests ..-4 -Madam:You extract all the hair ..Rose and all freedoms.Suffice it to Otahjy name ..Until he became the king of hair ..And Pharaohs words ..Suffice it to Tashgueni woman like you ..Even enter into the history books ..And raise the flags for me ..-5 -MadamTdtrbe do not like flying at the time of the holidays.Nothing will change me.Love will not stop the river from flowing.Will not stop the heartbeat beating.Partridge will not stop hair on the fly.While love is great ..And beloved satellites ..This will not turn into loveTo pack straw eaten by the fire ...-6 -Madam:There is not nothing fills my eyesNo lights ..Nor decorations ..Nor bells feast ..Birth nor trees.Street does not mean anything to me.The bar does not mean anything to me.I do not care any wordsOverwrites holiday cards.-7 -Madam:I do not remember, but your voiceWhile knock bells Sundays.I do not remember, but your perfumeWhile I sleep on paper herbs.However, I do not remember your face ..Ehrhr over my clothes when the snow ..I hear crackling Alahtab ..-8 -What Afarahna maamWhatcom fearful that a birdBetween cilia groves ...-9 -Whats fascinating maamThat rarely Tahedana of ink pens ..Hug him ..I sleep and happy as boys ...-10 -Madam:What pleased me in my exileOqtr water hair ..The drink of the wine of the monksWhat Oqguana ..When I am a friendFor freedom and human .. ...-11 -Madam:How I wish I loved you in the Age of Enlightenment ..In the era of photography ..In the era of the pioneersHow I wish one day I met youIn Florence.Or Cordoba.Or in KufaOr in Aleppo.Or in the house of Sham-lane ...-12 -Madam:How I wish we traveledAround the country is ruled by a guitarWhere love without wallsWords Without WallsAnd dreams without walls-13 -Madam:No Tencgle future, maamWill remain stronger than nostalgic ..The most violent than it was ..You are a woman are not repeated in the history of roses .. ..In the history of hair ..In memory of Lily and basil ...-14 -Hey lady worldI am concerned not only come to love in daysYou are my wife first.My mom firstRahmi firstMy passion firstSaucy firstNecati collar at the time of the flood ...-15 -Madam:Hey lady hair firstHattie Otakbo so that your right hand in. ..Hattie your left hand ..Ki settled in. ..Say what love isSo begins the holidays
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