طيبة زمان قتلتها بسكينه ( هان الغروب وشمس الحب غابت ) عصام صاصا - توزيع كيمو الديب Official Video

Sunset and the sun of

love

Love with its knife And the brave men who

changed us When we were in glory, how were we? Where are we? The

wolf is expelling me Nights living in a lonely world

I am upset in my life And a fire is

binding Yes, the wounds are not exactly his companions. Get up, stand up,

I am Mama, I was

far away I changed I became evil And destroyed all the

people My songs When I fell financially close to Mani,

I changed, and time

made me miserable. I excluded any old wounds, and I was a

friend with a pure heart. You are far away, and being close to you is

hell. This is mourning for someone you don’t find. Think about the day when

your money is gone, it doesn’t last. The Lord of his kingdom will step on you, and you will

rise. Your dream will become a nightmare. If you are wronged, laugh, don’t

twist a kiss. People are withdrawn and you do not give security to

people and you hit them

with a crutch and a horse and a coward, life is rough and the

poor are seeking many wounds and everyone said that

good is not limited, Fawz is a

Fassi planet, the owner of a howl in his eyes always,

Hussein, where will I go in Dunya Al-

Mafaq, you are not my brain, it is not Rami Al-

Balah’s request, your solution is not a system, you will say Jala, as soon as

I say, “He is not a magazine,” you are the ones who stood with you, my

heart is kind and my heart is wide-eyed, my heart has sworn, I am

not merciful, and I love you, I am sorry for you, and I am at ease,

what should I be afraid of? Isn’t everything at ease? What is it, oh

What does the world have in store for me? It wants to slander me.

Why should I be good? Who bought from them? And

what happened to them? May your father be cursed, you two. Bring back the

past. It killed the people in us, and the men who betrayed us. Who were beside

us at the time of the invitation? How could our

place be with us? The sun of

love

has set. Even my beloved came close to

my house, the rose of my life. Time has passed and

her love is still in my heart. I still have loyalty in my heart. I

hate you. It's over, it's over.

I ruled the mouse via private message. If it weren't for the jealousy,

we would have been friends. People of jealousy among them. I wouldn't have written a word in my

diary. My stories are hurt and I blame everything in

my life. And peace be upon him, he tells me my diary, I found

movies, I was on the

intention of a yellow, but I am not for the one who is not nay, the arrogant one

said to him in my absence, insults, and God willing, I will not

fall asleep, they fight me because there is a nose with number one,

Essam Sez Karawan and Abdul Jarrah, and no

comb, but I heard in all Makan and Moaz Walid,

meaning the talk is over,

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