Nama manja la tu

mumun mari kita buat game ba sma c rith men teka lirik

bosan nie cerita kosong ja:p
mumun,itu nma manja ko ka

eya ba ignore sja la dorang tu sy tiada sebab pn mw marah apalagi moe benci jauh sekali:plantak dia la moe ckp ap:p
o ya sy lupa pula itu bahasa melayu jg kn opah and aki

eunni

itu korea tu nanti tambah meluat pula org yg benci sy nmpk sy men korea2 lg:p sy panggil sis xania sja la

:shy2:
Let Evening Come.
Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.
Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.
Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.
Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.
To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.
Let it come, as it will, and don’t
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.
ℓαɖƴ ֆιℓνɛяℓƴռχ
umm opah tu untuk orang indon

panggil kau c oppo la
