A poem that longs for love but is disappointed in it.

Dreaming of finding Iraqis and finally getting to know each other,

Dead flowers meet sweetness and bloom in the wind;

Cherish your feelings,

If you don't want to live forever.

Unfortunately, sweet love quickly slipped away, leaving me alone to miss, who knows the heart of missing?

After searching for the Iraqi people, they will eventually find each other.

I wanted to complain, but it turned into tears;

I used to fantasize that love was more beautiful than a fairy.

Unexpectedly, no one likes you.