Ay,
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay.
Ay,
ay,
ay, ay, ay,
ay, ay.
Buddan-e Maliki
Oh, my father's grave,
Oh, my father's grave,
Oh, my father's grave,
Oh, my father's grave,
the smell of cereals of Quarcus.
G Kolorekt hoda gorushchtu matyam.
Yevamot LOL
I said you about was not
I said you about was not
I said you about was not
I said you about was not
I said you about was not
I said you about was not
I said you about was not
I said you about was not
To me.
Oh
Children of�1
Or are they singing to the deaf?
Or to a groan?
Okay.
Fatih Kurdi labadaya,
Fatih Kurdi labadaya
Fatih Kurdi labadaya,
Sadhmala ma reynaya
Harbaya dee lina,
Sadhbariya leh rabaya
Ma kan man ayam,
Ma kan man ayam
Ay Rafiqan,
Ma kan man ayam,
Man zubani
ayat li burdim
Nasal awee ayayi,
Ay aya evdersiyi shahreeh may neuwuoyo finale k
tiber
She's begging for her ignorance,