I want something to taste,

And astonishment has taken hold of you!For your people are all dead in Libya.

All the same, you’ve go the right to make the right decisions on this earth;For i am Ellerbu in the land of the living,And i have my peaceful mind set on you.

But name me youe wages and i will pay it,And my own household will belike your home.Strips,Exposed,Peeled;Surrounded in the common hands of love,And with hash and proplonged disasters! !

For your beauty is to your husband always.Ishmayl became an archer and married a wife from Egypt,But you are very loyal to your husband;So be like the Tamarisk tree to satisfy him always.Gloria, your love is like the cave of Kiryath Arba;And you will enjoy the fruits of your toils all day long.Rise and learn…

Come and see my father’s wealth,Come and taste my father’s wealth,For you are the only man in my mind.A Sultan’s daughter is what i am and i am in love with you,So come and be my husband to be on this sweet love of mine.Oh my handsome man, that is all that i am on…

And i belong to you wherever you are!Oh my past, who can erase it?And of your past as well, who can erase it?But this tragedy had strengthened my marriage!For this act had taken me to another level and,My life is now safer after the event;And with the cultures of the people around me to see…