mother bastoone, we can't be tied to anyone , don't get a chance to fly . the house is in the hands of a lady who is a stranger and it is used as a pillar in the hand, no one can open these doors , don't knock, there is no chance to fly , don't knock, you can't fly, you can't build, this house is in my own hands , because it is a stranger to the mother , it is a pillar, so no one can build it, don't knock. tomorrow would not be possible if you saw the trap in any way it falls , it will reach us, i will open it, we will be sad, when we are sad, when we make it , we will plant it, when we make it, we want to beat iran, break the sardar , with your origin and your child, tomorrow will be beautiful, in your chic, you will win mirafi. it's like we are making you betas. sardar, whoever we are, we are above that lion's heart that they say is the quality of our hearts, wherever there is a test , there are our footsteps, he is the land of the heart that has no width, the story of our lover. i swear to god, i swear to god, you are not an expert on the road. you are n