Sometimes you bring thoughts, sometimes you come alone.
In the evening and in the morning, remember their upro-bag.
If he doesn't come, his will not come all day,
Come on, don't cross the bridge, let's meet.
Don't come to meet forever, make hundreds of pages,
If you want, stop and go straight.
Let the word come out like a ripened fruit.
In the passing of time, all the words will be uttered.
Make the house tidy, the people of my house,
Let the mullahs, the judges and the courtiers come.
Even if you know about every move,
Don't be fooled by all three.
Come to think of it.
When you come to the world with your commands.
The first
Let's take a look at the bundle of villages.
I will lose the right to force and the right to flow,
Let the mind be comforted by making excuses.
Even though the world is full of 'light', they do not want this,
Let every lily of honor come into the house.
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