When you do not give up , I gave the hand

When you do not give up , I gave the hand
R uterus , the blood was in my heart the hand

From your hand , that I want to go tomorrow
I'm a few , misery and injustice of hand

I have a few moans and cries , in the city
Not hear your cries , the cries of hand

However, the head, the hands were
With all the hands , not the hand of

You dormitory of the soil , as far Ftadym
We burned out the wind , the hand ..