. + . * . * . * . رمضان + + . * كريم. * . + . * + . * في قلبي حطيتك.... وبالتهاني خصيتك.... وعلى الناس أغليتك.... وبقرب دخول رمضان هنيتك....

Someone told me love will ALL save us. But how can that be * look what love gave us. A world full of killing* and blood-spilling That world never came. And they say that a hero can save us. Im not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold onto the wings of the eagles