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Logo Streets

Logo streets
 Tarek Hassan

I saw in Kathmandu in Nepal

Hand-crafted paintings of the city, aesthetic artistry

She did like him forgot

Suddenly the door sound  memory.

I went to the Indonesian island of buttam

Filled eyes saw, the sea shore

I wrote the name of the plane splitting book

Baluchar got to bed rest.

I saw the sea waves Malay

A long line of rows in the garden of the plume,

Malekkara arranged the scene, to me,

It was really fascinating, bhuleni mind.

I saw the Maldives, around the island city

Travel enthusiasts spend hours in the parlor

Small passenger plane shuttled everyone

No it does not flying and landing  airport.

I've lived long, the city of dreams

  Eternal spring in the country, the love

Took her as his workers,

He went to the city, I saw how much

Are there to touch hands 

luxury lifetime pass in  Palace.

I traveled in China in technology

Many people say to me they don't understand 

I was impressed to see the love of their homeland,

How many state alleges the new angirase

lightning  at night I have seen in Beijing.

I went to Hong Kong on the way

He also saw how the people

I am surprised the external mix, fascinating behaviors,

I have no one to tell details.

I have seen skilled people in the Philippines exercises

Again I saw something there to look dirty,

I was shocked to see their culture

Girl brutalized the country.

I went to India, to heal the mind

How many scenes have been unknowingly plunge

I have seen the Taj Mahal in Agra, I thought again and again

Why do we need so much love.

I bent down and touched the high mountains of Bhutan

I shook with fear of their lives when the plane varies

I'm going down through the mountains.

I went to Australia, on the ground

 I could not keep my feet,

The fate did not respond to me, warning that day

dream  is still chasing me.

I love to this day, do not see the city

I did it in the hope chest, one night,

This is a dream I have traveled on the fog

Logo luxury streets.

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