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بوح الروح الإثنين نوفمبر 30, 2009 6:42 pmLiving
In order to draw a smile
And wiping a tear
And relieve the pain
And because tomorrow lies ahead
And the past has gone
Have agreed to get with the horizon of the new dawn
Living
Because there who deserves to stand with him
And rejoice with him
And cry with him
And sacrifice for it
Finally, we die with him
Living
Because we write so much deserves to be in our pages
And we add to our listings
And Nattrh Bhbna
The Nkhbih in our hearts
Remains in our memories
Living
Because the hope behind the mountain
And the sun coming
And the night will leave
Though it was raining heavily
The floods will dry up one day
The strong winds hit
Vstahedo moments after
Living
Because we represent something for many
Because we are a role model for very young children
From a large
To extend our hand in all sincerity to any human being poor
Living
To give and take
To bring water to arid land
The Nlon White Pages
Nnakec and last words on the sea
Living
The beautiful moments in our lives
To fix what is broken
And we restore the Andemr
And renew it Maaly dust forever Fanahjr
Let us make all our days year-old
Colorful flowers
Red roses
Trees green. And springs
Living
Let's put our hands on the hearts Wounded
And wiping Bonamlna on top of each orphan
We hear the voice of all oppressed Venuasih
Living
Tomorrow, we will die
.. And would leave and emigrate
The Sepkina of loved
Tpkina and nights we lived with it long
And to keep our names in the pages of days
Hrova remain engraved in the books of memories
Living
Because we represent something for many
Because we are a role model for very young children
From a large
To extend our hand in all sincerity to any human being poor
Living
To give and take
To bring water to arid land
The Nlon White Pages
Nnakec and last words on the sea
Living
The beautiful moments in our lives
To fix what is broken
And we restore the Andemr
And renew it Maaly dust forever Fanahjr
Let us make all our days year-old
Colorful flowers
Red roses
Trees green. And springs
Living
Let's put our hands on the hearts Wounded
And wiping Bonamlna on top of each orphan
We hear the voice of all oppressed Venuasih
Living
Tomorrow, we will die
.. And would leave and emigrate
The Sepkina of loved
Tpkina and nights we lived with it long
And to keep our names in the pages of days
Hrova remain engraved in the books of memories
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