NOTHING

Oh my friends from soul of warm snow
what I said nothing more......
Refugees,the endless traveller of history
your saved tears make the volcano in humanity
There are no waiting any ANSAARYS for MUHAJIR
in side the palace only dance party's
Hunters not find the songs of hearts
The red views only watch blood and bone
The frozen hearts harder than stone in your hands
Shadow of devil covered the earth
I hope,
one day come a rainbow for you
IN the valley of Gazza at a spring time evening
Then you stop that story for your grandson
"TOO HARD WAS LOST PAST"