Pakistan first
O my dear we wote 馃槝
Honor the army
I have to fight pure Mujahideen to fight with me. This is the debt of this holy woman, to die for me. The ones who sleep in the dark of sleep, the child who has gone to the past, wants to avoid their dreams.
Those people also have to protect that freedom is considered cheaper. Those who never heard of soil clay that contain blood sugar. The heart also makes me sleep, but the enemy's gun is towards my country. I have spread my chest. Because I am the Mujahid of this country
