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الثلاثاء، 24 فبراير، 2015

Tears

Tears

نتيجة بحث الصور عن ‪When tears come down‬‏

While human tears streaming down his cheeks because of the loss of loved or because of their passing or failing something they are generous and incendiary, but they washed the heart and soothes the human self feels some comfort after the descent.

And tears after a few moments of weakness and perhaps fear or despair of something, and poets have often talked about the tears and especially the tears started flowing them because of the abandonment of the beloved or death, and described the sufferings and tears and sang with tears of men, and they said it is one of the most expensive tears because The man does not cry, but for big order.

Poets and Tghazloa Balabrat descending from the eye and the woman they considered something beautiful when mixed with black Ekhalha her tears, and tears of a woman resembled rivers and seas, and some of them likened grains cold or clean water or turquoise and coral and pearl drops, Valdmua permission is the title of torment and separation and abandonment and anguish and a means to alleviate the suffering of the heart and soul.

When tears come down

If winter came and moved ----- winds Staúra

I feel my girlfriend ----- need to cry

--- On your arms on Dvatra

If winter comes

Interrupted Andlh Nightingales

Became ..

All the birds without homes

Starts bleeding in my heart .. In my hand.

As if the rain in the sky

Oh my girlfriend fall in internal ..

Then I am overwhelmed ..

Childlike longing to cry ..

The silky long hair Calcnabul ..

Compound-stressed Yae

Bird immigrants ..

Looking for a window lit

Looking for a roof to him ..

In the darkness of the strands ..

If winter comes ..

Assassinated in the field of Tiob ..

The stash stars in sarong dreary

Come to grief from the cave evening

Comes as a kid pale stranger

Wet cheeks and gown ..

And open the door to this beloved visitor

Give him a bed cover ..

.. All give him what he wants

Where it came from my girlfriend, my grief?

And how it came about?

Holds me in his hand ..

Znabaka wonderful pallor

Holds me ..

Bags tears and crying ..



The last hair from tears:

Do not blame my heart my heart Onhiba excused Abjee beloved

Right longed strange story of spiritual longing Rusk Cheph

If my heart loves Oihb what is known Oejn

My heart and that the security of the Nativity Husain intrigued

It mention darling Ottih tears

Can Obashov beloved Ottih eyes


The last hair from tears:

Like stars under the eyelids Sober Rhett tears Doubt surgeons

Express concerns if frameworks morning bird and longing to break Janahi

My heart of Little Habib Othl blood eye
What spiritual Odriha roamed Halova safe,

Bilhawa excuse you hear crazy minds
And that Aadit madness Ibhabay for Hussein


The last hair from tears:

The candle flames ... scattered poem tears.

What a poem bearing the saddest tears in store!

Morning filaments began to spread in the air,

And my heart did not end lines of pouring blood.

To Mali's capital and love? Financial and capital adoration that intrigues me mad?

Financial and capital sensation made me obsessed with one person without people?

Do you see how much time passed and I ... the candle flames ... strew poem tears.

Image poem of candles flames passed,

And I saw the two moments, how to stop convoys of our dreams,

In two of the moments, I saw how I stopped legend Qlpina.

And after that, all of us through his wire.

At the crossroads ... he went on his way and I went on my way.

I told the candles, and a tear on my cheek, how was darling.

I told her about the state of madness that Ajtaanna in these Allhztin,

And I do not know when I met him ..

Was it the darling or a songbird of love?

Was it the darling of wind or flower fragrance?

Was it the darling of Rayaheen or fragrant Lily?

Was it the darling mother beating heart Balhyam?

No this is not love, but it was the imagination of moving candlelight!


Hey Candles:

How, tell me how after two two moments,

Able to stop convoys of our dreams, that Ti_rd legend Qlpina?

And thereafter, and at the crossroads, he went on his way and I went on my way.

My darling has trod a path is my way and disappear,

And disappear irreversibly and understood,

And I understood that myth Qlpina no longer a myth,

And I had finished .. and I finished forever finished.

And left me on the candle flames ... strew that poem ... a poem tears.



The last hair from tears:

Tortured people preach or Nene like birds Sayer nostalgic

Terrorize the night whenever Egina Chouf loved ones Mhbouhh eyes

The eye of many tears Otadhir Mai

That if Jacob and lectured Abjee Yai

It's much adoration as Hussein Djinnit

Anh heir surly Ibdmat eyes


Hair for tears

Poem bags tears and crying - the poet Nizar Qabbani

If winter comes ..

The winds stirred Staúra

I feel my girlfriend

Need to cry

Your arms ..

On Dvatra ..

If winter comes

Interrupted Andlh Nightingales

Became ..

All the birds without homes

Starts bleeding in my heart .. In my hand.

As if the rain in the sky

Oh my girlfriend fall in internal ..

Then I am overwhelmed ..

Childlike longing to cry ..

The silky long hair Calcnabul ..

Compound-stressed Yae

Bird immigrants ..

Looking for a window lit

Looking for a roof to him ..

In the darkness of the strands ..

If winter comes ..

Assassinated in the field of Tiob ..

The stash stars in sarong dreary

Come to grief from the cave evening

Comes as a kid pale stranger

Wet cheeks and gown ..

And open the door to this beloved visitor

Give him a bed cover ..

.. All give him what he wants

Where it came from my girlfriend, my grief?

And how it came about?

Holds me in his hand ..

Znabaka wonderful pallor

Holds me ..

Bags tears and crying ..



The last hair from tears:

Do not blame my heart my heart Onhiba excused Abjee beloved

Right longed strange story of spiritual longing Rusk Cheph

If my heart loves Oihb what is known Oejn

My heart and that the security of the Nativity Husain intrigued

It mention darling Ottih tears

Can Obashov beloved Ottih eyes

The last hair from tears:
Like stars under the eyelids Sober Rhett tears Doubt surgeons

Express concerns if frameworks morning bird and longing to break Janahi

My heart of Little Habib Othl blood eye

What spiritual Odriha roamed Halova safe,

Bilhawa excuse you hear crazy minds

And that Aadit madness Ibhabay for Hussein


The last hair from tears:
The candle flames ... scattered poem tears.

What a poem bearing the saddest tears in store!

Morning filaments began to spread in the air,

And my heart did not end lines of pouring blood.

To Mali's capital and love? Financial and capital adoration that intrigues me mad?

Financial and capital sensation made me obsessed with one person without people?

Do you see how much time passed and I ... the candle flames ... strew poem tears.

Image poem of candles flames passed,

And I saw the two moments, how to stop convoys of our dreams,

In two of the moments, I saw how I stopped legend Qlpina.

And after that, all of us through his wire.

At the crossroads ... he went on his way and I went on my way.

I told the candles, and a tear on my cheek, how was darling.

I told her about the state of madness that Ajtaanna in these Allhztin,

And I do not know when I met him ..

Was it the darling or a songbird of love?

Was it the darling of wind or flower fragrance?

Was it the darling of Rayaheen or fragrant Lily?

Was it the darling mother beating heart Balhyam?

No this is not love, but it was the imagination of moving candlelight!

Hey Candles:

How, tell me how after two two moments,

Able to stop convoys of our dreams, that Ti_rd legend Qlpina?

And thereafter, and at the crossroads, he went on his way and I went on my way.

My darling has trod a path is my way and disappear,

And disappear irreversibly and understood,

And I understood that myth Qlpina no longer a myth,

And I had finished .. and I finished forever finished.

And left me on the candle flames ... strew that poem ... a poem tears.



The last hair from tears:

Tortured people preach or Nene like birds Sayer nostalgic

Terrorize the night whenever Egina Chouf loved ones Mhbouhh eyes

The eye of many tears Otadhir Mai

That if Jacob and lectured Abjee Yai

It's much adoration as Hussein Djinnit

Anh heir surly Ibdmat eyes


Hair for tears

Poem bags tears and crying - the poet Nizar Qabbani

If winter comes ..

The winds stirred Staúra

I feel my girlfriend

Need to cry

Your arms ..

On Dvatra ..

If winter comes

Interrupted Andlh Nightingales

Became ..

All the birds without homes

Starts bleeding in my heart .. In my hand.

As if the rain in the sky

Oh my girlfriend fall in internal ..

Then I am overwhelmed ..

Childlike longing to cry ..

The silky long hair Calcnabul ..

Compound-stressed Yae

Bird immigrants ..

Looking for a window lit

Looking for a roof to him ..

In the darkness of the strands ..

If winter comes ..

Assassinated in the field of Tiob ..

The stash stars in sarong dreary

Come to grief from the cave evening

Comes as a kid pale stranger

Wet cheeks and gown ..

And open the door to this beloved visitor

Give him a bed cover ..

.. All give him what he wants

Where it came from my girlfriend, my grief?

And how it came about?

Holds me in his hand ..

Znabaka wonderful pallor

Holds me ..

Bags tears and crying ..


The last hair from tears:

Do not blame my heart my heart Onhiba excused Abjee beloved

Right longed strange story of spiritual longing Rusk Cheph

If my heart loves Oihb what is known Oejn
My heart and that the security of the Nativity Husain intrigued

It mention darling Ottih tears

Can Obashov beloved Ottih eyes

The last hair from tears:
Like stars under the eyelids Sober Rhett tears Doubt surgeons
Express concerns if frameworks morning bird and longing to break Janahi
My heart of Little Habib Othl blood eye
What spiritual Odriha roamed Halova safe,

Bilhawa excuse you hear crazy minds
And that Aadit madness Ibhabay for Hussein


The last hair from tears: the candle flames ... scattered poem tears.
What a poem bearing the saddest tears in store!
Morning filaments began to spread in the air,
And my heart did not end lines of pouring blood.
To Mali's capital and love? Financial and capital adoration that intrigues me mad?
Financial and capital sensation made me obsessed with one person without people?
Do you see how much time passed and I ... the candle flames ... strew poem tears.
Image poem of candles flames passed,
And I saw the two moments, how to stop convoys of our dreams,
In two of the moments, I saw how I stopped legend Qlpina. And after that, all of us through his wire.
At the crossroads ... he went on his way and I went on my way.
I told the candles, and a tear on my cheek, how was darling.
I told her about the state of madness that Ajtaanna in these Allhztin,
And I do not know when I met him ..
Was it the darling or a songbird of love?
Was it the darling of wind or flower fragrance?
Was it the darling of Rayaheen or fragrant Lily?
Was it the darling mother beating heart Balhyam?

No this is not love, but it was the imagination of moving candlelight!

Hey Candles:
How, tell me how after two two moments,
Able to stop convoys of our dreams, that Ti_rd legend Qlpina?
And thereafter, and at the crossroads, he went on his way and I went on my way. My darling has trod a path is my way and disappear,
And disappear irreversibly and understood,
And I understood that myth Qlpina no longer a myth,
And I had finished .. and I finished forever finished.
And left me on the candle flames ... strew that poem ... a poem tears and longing.

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