Balti - Wala Lela - No Need Internet

Description of Balti - Wala Lela - No Need Internet

[Necessary]
Bother in heartburn in Bali
A graft is burned, not a curse
I live in this world
We cry and tear Siala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala
[First Section]
Take your way to Rome and receive the birth of the mother
They sell in a poisoned commodity
I do not know what to do
They love me when I feel alone in the government of Nchala
Reese is consumed in Fluka and the ages of us are stolen
We have left the left-handed and the sons of Homa Musala
Fayek lying in her nipple Smahi demanded you Yama
I made my way in darkness with my companions and men
[Necessary]
Bother in heartburn in Bali
A graft is burned, not a curse
I live in this world
We cry and tear Siala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala
[Section II]
I am confused in my sleep, my country, my country, my country
Hkroni what Latch Sumi and men's market and Dalala
It is written, "Ruled from my Lord
And you said, my love, Talaat Shahala in the beginning
In my Aish Barani Shouf al - Houmtah and Ash suffer
And German Najib Freipe like to change the salsa
Paris, Milan, Ferrari and Alvira-Gammu
You hear T-Yamo, Zhao Palo and Zhao Bala
[Necessary]
Bother in heartburn in Bali
A graft is burned, not a curse
I live in this world
We cry and tear Siala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala
[Third Section]
The old is going on and I'm going to market and sell and sell
I have not seen my love in my time and my time in al-Manaqala
In Al-Houmt, Aish is a Somali and is somewhat asked about my current
Wearing an expensive mascot for Yizi, we did not have a pair of flowers
They said: "We have a great Arab mother in Batahi and in Qirbi
And war in western countries and they said we are miserable
In the sea, you will see the waves of the waves
We are drowning, O dear, who is lost, sacrificed to Gala
[Necessary]
Bother in heartburn in Bali
A graft is burned, not a curse
I live in this world
We cry and tear Siala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala
The grace of burning, nor of the wali, nor of lala