Difficulty

are the days pass without you Time pass long hours Grief all day long And night without sleep You destroyed me I do not see joy become my own eyes Returned my soul to Kiek Your absence made me dead I will not tell you what happened Are dirty And the current will tell you Such as if the paper from the fire is located Ashes remained of God and your agent Of, Thanks and Jrouhi Believe me, I hated my soul I am lost without you But you're second life