Hamza Al Saieedy (1994/7/28 / The-Qar \ iraq)
Rain me with love, then rise; my lady.
Rise me with misery, though show some pity.
Oh; my lady, your cosmos is calling my name.
since your off; my world hasn't been the same.
Lacked you; god knows, oh my devoted mistress
(Iris) , come and wake me with your loving kiss
Rarher live with infamy upon letting you go
Would I raud life? Though our life's hollow
Climb me with love, rise my poverty to you
sing your song, our time is no more due
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