06-02-2010, 01:16 PM
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آنت بحيآتي كـ { غيم مآطر '
In a time where the sun descends alone
I ran a long long way from home
To find a heart that is made of stone..
Fading like a rose
Fading like a rose
Fading like a rose
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م ــغرم ـــه <!-- / message -->
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