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الجمعة، 29 نوفمبر 2019
Hey Yas
Cheer up as a child, bring like despair to death, defying the drink with his cup
Naked without shroud, crying and crying, this shocks your grief
I won't wake up from death until I get my death
No bird ,, holds my soul
My soul is a white feather
A cloud roaming the sky
You don't have to look at the top
If you know, Yas
Cheer up as a child, bring like despair to death, defying the drink with his cup
Naked without shroud, crying and crying, this shocks your grief
I won't wake up from death until I get my death
No bird ,, holds my soul
My soul is a white feather
A cloud roaming the sky
You don't have to look at the top
If you know, Yas
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