When we talk on the phone
Me a voice all night ..
Sneaking into my ear ..
Silence my collapse in the dream ..
Forget castles mourning ..
I forget the misery of daily ..
Deep inside me ..
Published in an internal safety ..
Brings me Kfracp adrift ..
Flying over the sky of dreams P. ..
Followers of my dreams to me ..
Followers fly with me ..
I have touched the palm of the moon
Let me I put my hand on your hand ..
Let me dance together
To the music of your voice ..
You let me joined ..
Picking lips ..
Enter in your world ..
Spectrum does not need a key ..
Yalruap your voice .. your voice ..
This magic comes ..
Without makeup ..
Without deception ..
Al Kawthar tortured like a river
Smooches voice ..
Resolve all the symbols and codes ..
Light and the stars that guided the ships ..
Cancels your border and border ..
Close distance between you and myself ..
Announce the date of birth and calendar ..
And declare your love and from the capital of love
Yalruap your voice .. your voice ..
That voice which light beacons world
I set off, and makes no sail ..
And fly without wings ..
Fuddle and without alcohol ..
I swell with bigger ..
Northern perfume and fragrance without ..
And feel the warmth without the cover ..
And listened to the month of ..
Hakaya in the Thousand and One Nights ..
And be afraid .. Running out, that morning ..
I hear your parents and shouted ..
The speech was silent on the permissible ..
The handset has weddings ..
And wait for your voice over the phone ..
May come or do not come ..
It remains the echo of your voice ..
Harbored until the meeting
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