hola
Nouveau poète
oh my solitary tear....
and we are sufficed with an orphantear ......
with an orphan tear
none has the right to be worshipped but you how perfect allah is the weight of this the rone
upon him realy and he is the bodr of the exculted throne
he make te life out of the deade
and make the death out of the living one......
and we are sufficed with an orphantear ......
with an orphan tear
none has the right to be worshipped but you how perfect allah is the weight of this the rone
upon him realy and he is the bodr of the exculted throne
he make te life out of the deade
and make the death out of the living one......