Comments about safoora shaviklou
Mistress Of Purity
You are named the best white swan
In this home lake
When the Sun begins to rise and bud,
Befor warbler's song of the tale.
Thousand lovely words
seen in this shack sorrow
You are the first beloved
And the most patient of the lover barrow
When your kindness appears,
All of my red roses become pale.
You are the climax of divine love
And maturity of all affection in the earth
The candle has gone hand in hand with you!
All waves at sea become desert,
When your regard bares.
My tired body easily be drunk,
When the sound of your steps ...