O our love, the creature of the great lover, she created it by touching it with love, my heart does not shut up.,💖

I am raising our love in the cradle in my heart, my darling gives life from your lips, tell me how can my heart be silent,💖

My heart, which loves my hair scattered by the winds, must collect hands, my heart no longer sees the pains that are silent with love,💖

Everyone writes a book of life for himself. If he reads it, my love, he will understand this fairy’s book of life, then who loves why.💞💞💞

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