Far away friend.
My friend Which far out of the distance from the bus
By the pain of pain?
Many of the roads of my house fly in the storm over and over again,
So instead of going around the house ..
Your bamboo bored
All stops by relaxing
If the work is done,
Finding the way back,
'Turn' round away ...
O dear dear Envy gets engrossed in your chest
So do not stop on the way-your pain takes a lot!
Bind to the side of the house
You have tears in your eyes
The steep grass in the grass
Breathes and eyesight,
Friend, tune your tune ..
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