Human is a big thing and everything is in writing. But the darkness and the curtains will not let you read that science in man. These curtains and darkness; all sorts of preoccupations in this world, the various measures people take in world affairs, and the endless desires of heart.
The door opens, you only have to shoot. When? I do not know. As long as you know to stand at that door.
You do not know what you do not know, you do not gamble crazy heart, heart to heart you do not understand crazy heart.
I love that "love" that I am a child; with the water in your hand, waiting for you like fasting waiting for the past.
Remember, if you are severs like mystery happens to be a surrender. Because if the seed is concealed in the earth, it will bloom.
Even tears had a duty; Then he cleaned up for the next smile.
And me; I never made a wish. I've always prayed: 'How long do you want your life to last?'
Whatever the heart points to, the five senses collect their skirts and go to that side.
There is a part of the falling foot, there is no part of the falling foot.
If you do not know what love is, ask the nights, ask those lousy faces, those lousy lips.
Sadness keeps fresh wound of love. I am also good at the doctrine ...
Love is such a vast sea, there is no edge, nor a flare.
Come on, I do not wanna wind up. Can not you have a heartbeat?
Love shoots from the heart, while the friend is back. The heart heals but the back always hunches.
It is a decent that makes it beautiful, and decent is the right to love it.
If you love someone, ask Allah (cc). Hearts are in the hands of Allah (cc).
Heart is not a inn but a dergâh. It's a sin, it's an inconvenience.
Dilin love interpretation is beautiful, but love that is not expressed is more beautiful.
It is how you look after your life, how you feel affectionate.
Love; Not as much as you think, but as long as you are burned.
Wood burns ash, human beings become slaves ...
You're not just you; you, me, you, me.
Pain is healed with pain. Love is a bigger love.
There are many ways to reach Allah (cc). I chose Love.
Love is everything, but it does not appear in anything.
Love is not gold, it does not hide. All the secrets of love are in the arena.
The thorns on your foot are the laughing journalists you are looking for.
Every heart is turned into a single love, in fact, the lady is not really looking for what she thinks wrong. Some are a rose-faced beauty, some are gazelles, some are bloody in the world, some are deceived by property. Each one has been tested by a lover.
I know, you never fit in with this love, the world is narrow to you. But it's a relief. You know, every night is definitely a morning.
O dear, my medicine is your senses, my senses are your senses. You are the face of my heart. In desperate hearts, what else, if you were, was gone. Do not leave me alone! Come!
Oh! Darling. You are the deepest bitch that bleeds in my heart. If you know how much you are missed, you will be ashamed of your absence.
Oh! Darling. My thoughts are scattered like rosary beads that break the thread without you. Now I would like to make pearls from my tears.
A mandatory "LOVE" is the stone that is thrown into the conscience of somebody, the love that joins in the poor heart of someone, and the age that is poured into the eyes of some "LOVE".
If you are in love, even if you touch it and you do not touch it. Know that; some of them are hysterical, some of them vuslatta.
If you are going to be tired, if you are going to struggle, you will be a complainer, if you will take refuge in the monks, Entering love ...
Are you angry at the hand that does not hold your hand or are you angry at yourself for extending a hand that does not hold?
Certainly we are in touch with the most innocent of the words, and we are killing the pain of it, but we do not like it we love.
You're so close, I thought you. I'm so close to you, I thought you were me. I'm surprised you or me.
Sustum, I will not say anything about heart. Because I say the qualities of your heart, do not think, your heart will not fit your thoughts.
Oh, heart. Is not that strange? A lifetime goes by looking for a lover closer than the jugular vein.
The door opens, you only have to shoot. When? I do not know. As long as you know to stand at that door.
You do not know what you do not know, you do not gamble crazy heart, heart to heart you do not understand crazy heart.
I love that "love" that I am a child; with the water in your hand, waiting for you like fasting waiting for the past.
Remember, if you are severs like mystery happens to be a surrender. Because if the seed is concealed in the earth, it will bloom.
Even tears had a duty; Then he cleaned up for the next smile.
And me; I never made a wish. I've always prayed: 'How long do you want your life to last?'
Whatever the heart points to, the five senses collect their skirts and go to that side.
There is a part of the falling foot, there is no part of the falling foot.
If you do not know what love is, ask the nights, ask those lousy faces, those lousy lips.
Sadness keeps fresh wound of love. I am also good at the doctrine ...
Love is such a vast sea, there is no edge, nor a flare.
Come on, I do not wanna wind up. Can not you have a heartbeat?
Love shoots from the heart, while the friend is back. The heart heals but the back always hunches.
It is a decent that makes it beautiful, and decent is the right to love it.
If you love someone, ask Allah (cc). Hearts are in the hands of Allah (cc).
Heart is not a inn but a dergâh. It's a sin, it's an inconvenience.
Dilin love interpretation is beautiful, but love that is not expressed is more beautiful.
It is how you look after your life, how you feel affectionate.
Love; Not as much as you think, but as long as you are burned.
Wood burns ash, human beings become slaves ...
You're not just you; you, me, you, me.
Pain is healed with pain. Love is a bigger love.
There are many ways to reach Allah (cc). I chose Love.
Love is everything, but it does not appear in anything.
Love is not gold, it does not hide. All the secrets of love are in the arena.
The thorns on your foot are the laughing journalists you are looking for.
Every heart is turned into a single love, in fact, the lady is not really looking for what she thinks wrong. Some are a rose-faced beauty, some are gazelles, some are bloody in the world, some are deceived by property. Each one has been tested by a lover.
I know, you never fit in with this love, the world is narrow to you. But it's a relief. You know, every night is definitely a morning.
O dear, my medicine is your senses, my senses are your senses. You are the face of my heart. In desperate hearts, what else, if you were, was gone. Do not leave me alone! Come!
Oh! Darling. You are the deepest bitch that bleeds in my heart. If you know how much you are missed, you will be ashamed of your absence.
Oh! Darling. My thoughts are scattered like rosary beads that break the thread without you. Now I would like to make pearls from my tears.
A mandatory "LOVE" is the stone that is thrown into the conscience of somebody, the love that joins in the poor heart of someone, and the age that is poured into the eyes of some "LOVE".
If you are in love, even if you touch it and you do not touch it. Know that; some of them are hysterical, some of them vuslatta.
If you are going to be tired, if you are going to struggle, you will be a complainer, if you will take refuge in the monks, Entering love ...
Are you angry at the hand that does not hold your hand or are you angry at yourself for extending a hand that does not hold?
Certainly we are in touch with the most innocent of the words, and we are killing the pain of it, but we do not like it we love.
You're so close, I thought you. I'm so close to you, I thought you were me. I'm surprised you or me.
Sustum, I will not say anything about heart. Because I say the qualities of your heart, do not think, your heart will not fit your thoughts.
Oh, heart. Is not that strange? A lifetime goes by looking for a lover closer than the jugular vein.