A peacock has given me all the acro and Abir my peach. A peacock pillow in his heart bed Mosquito hanging on the door, door, window, blue mirror Like a guesthouse, when you come to sleeping, walking around Happiness, independence Like the golden key is willingly hand-picked. If the scent of jafarana suddenly got scratched As the beggars are satisfied, He is like a duck with happiness In the heat-sun, in the water, defeat in the win. I think the star was invited to star. When a visa passport has been made to the pocket unknowingly All airplane airports All the tallest monuments on the edge of the sea. Peace is like silk, fur, velvet etc. A peacock is inadequate in the heart of his heart and Abir I have fumes, decay, damage, wounds, disability Everything has been painted.
