Don'T Try

don't try My Darling The fruits of my tree doesn't fall Hasn’t aftertaste Wind and rain stripped distance Deadline to my passion Distance is did not saturate Remain in my memory only the eyes your lips... Your body tree I'm came out of empty paradise Before time In guard dress don't try My Darling Dream bleed on the sides of streets And Tribes thrown my body in fire When I want to destroy the idols My Voice, which popularized the secret of King Between the good citizens My Voice sad Is proclaimed to right and lack of injustice don't try My Darling