Meşa Jiyanê: Kurdish Kurmanji 2017

\"When the road passes away, passes away! My journey was over till my journey ended. This time it\'s not possible to save the Israelites. You should be my weapon and your time, give me a speculation and go. You should leave me here. \" He sparked his words on the forest of my heart. The boy had gotten my pants. Within a rainbow of my lamps, the water is poured out. A quiet voice in my heart gave thanks to my heart. I took his hand into both my hands and said: \"Fighting fighters, revolutionaries can never end you forever. Our way is long and lasting. We have a lot of work and need to walk. Our dreams have not ended yet, our country is strong and our children are eyes on our way. Get up, let your hand go and we walk. You can not find me here and I do not know. \" A deep worker opened a tent over his eyes. His lips were scattered. His eyes were full of eyes. Once again said \"It is not my heart to expect you, but when you\'re worried, I feel this is why, you should also be comfortable,\" he said.