Four days passed in the company of his friends
It was like living in heaven for four days
Omar Khidr never wished for it
Man can live in love for four days
We will be friends with them as long as we live
Be your friend in trouble for four days
O John Arzoo, they were no less than the Hour
Four days in poverty without being cut
Then I could never find this heart for the rest of my life
There were cuts that were cut for four days in relief.
Where is the servant in the kingdom?
We have also been addicted to wealth for four days
This fire burned this heart to ashes
The flames would rise for four days in horror.
Four days passed in the company of his friends It was like living in heaven for four days
Omar Khidr never wished for it Man can live in love for four days
We will be friends with them as long as we live Be your friend in trouble for four days
O John Arzoo, they were no less than the Hour Four days in poverty without being cut
Then I could never find this heart for the rest of my life There were cuts that were cut for four days in relief.
Where is the servant in the kingdom? We have also been addicted to wealth for four days
This fire burned this heart to ashes The flames would rise for four days in horror.