Do you know how cruel the days of trouble are? Time comes to a standstill Poisonous fantasy that engulfs life The train of time is moving to the tune of Beagle. Invisible fog comes down to life .Death comes down to faith in the breath, the hull is broken How far the wings match the path of light Dark swallows a pair of eyes looks big alone. The sky loses its rain to the clouds One slice of the moon loses its luster and falls to the ground .I love the life that was over He dragged love to the door of death. Goddess of love, give love to hundreds of souls in Ranga today To break the door of the heart of the iron woman's stone chest Today all the forbidden souls will paint a little love .Throughout the ages all poets have written songs to win this love.
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