Tradition

Since the ancient times, 1st of May is a day of celebration, joy, a day of the Spring. The ancient Greeks welcomed the Spring with flowers and in the passage of the centuries every area celebrated this day in its own special way.

 My God give me enlightenment and wisdom to correctly say this story. The story that I will say has beauty and charm, listen and learn how Tharri was built. Once upon a time it was a king and princess that used to love her and wanted to give her everything.

My kid is sleeping on the pillow and moves his sleeve. My little kid is sleeping in the three pillows on Madonna’s knees and in the hug of Jesus.

 Be strong my heart, and strong as the anvil and as the lemon tree holds the lemon. The sigh you say sometimes, I say it twice, that I have a pain in my heart and don’t show it.

The foreign in the foreign lands come back as a bird and as a basil flowers but doesn’t smell truth. Strange in the foreign land and he opened his grave and alive to heritage hell.

It is impossible to light the candle without dropping nothing and love cannot be founded with no sighing. Whoever loved in young age, he has to take into account that love has troubles.