Un extrait du poème de Buchta Shekespeare qui demande votre encouragement:
The doctor is not always the Shafi The weather is not so Safi The bread is not Kafi
But your love makes my heart Dafi And makes run Hafi Oh baby baraka...Safi
She was near me and the light was Tafi I took her hand, my hearth was then very dafi She said: you have your cup, dont drink from ghorrafi
Her voice was strange, like commandant kaddafi I said: baby, are ou not moulat l3ouafi? I touched her face, I found a beard of Imam hanafi Ya rahman ya rahim ya Rabi ya Shafi...
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