My imperfection in you is an oddity
My health worsens when I greet you and He's in disgrace
I didn't like you that much when I saw it for the first time
O world you are not the one I love, but the first
I swear to die by the 4 cardinal points of the compass you are my idol
At first two then became one combined in a frenzy
The voice of darkness roared like a Malay ambulance siren
Justice is a judge who growls amidst the anger of the masses
My loneliness is equipment that you don't use
O Allah, divine, rabbi anta means that human beings akhlak karimi desires
Mourning crochet under the shade of the guardian's karamah welfare
In sharpness basirah there is a well that is not used appropriately
Boredom is an illusion of the mind that may rise up
Either balak or a test that matures during the decades
Because you are the vision that all men and women are happy with
Is it nice in the distance to call your name with events
The empty stream must be contained in one bunch of two bananas
Going against the direction is something that is not in line, but the music is in rhythm
Full of hope, happy tears accompany lara's sorrowful departure
Gosh, the incision is so bad, it really stings you for embroidery
In conjunction with civilization and centuries burned in the king's palace
Confusion strikes like separated ink in a pen
Heart beats and beats are the same in one tone
Like a thorn in the flesh, it becomes silver when you dip it
Don't be expected to hang your dreams and love between the ring jewels
No need to brag about looking up to the sky while shaking
Tan Sri's hands are not as luxurious as the majestic pomegranate bones I bought
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