متن های ادبی / جدیدترین متن ادبی [مرداد 1405]

There was no custom of breaking the oath of loyalty before us God, do not forget our conversation The price of love is not true A loose covenant that does not bear the burden of persecution If they bless me to doomsday, what do you want? Our friend and all the blessings of your paradise If I die, I will not break your promise To say that after me, he was faithful

Do you see purple?
They have come to see our ruins.