It was not my fault never ....

It was not sin ....

But it was my pain ...

The punishment of my right I am ....

I wanted ..ulfrah life .. and a little happiness ...

But I swallowed the pain of them first and you second ...

Do me a chance .... Do you allow me life ... laugh

I love Daei and drug ... and my pain and balsamic ... compelling and joy ...

... eternal aromatic fragrance of tenderness and fragrance of cruelty and I am between this and that waste melt in you love and infatuation

From the heart of the love of the fire grew us perfume fragrance cruelty .... love cruelty of a series of fire



Soon, God willing ... Part II .....................................