واو ما توقعت المركز الثاني,,
يياااهو الحمد الله ,,
عقبال للباقي يا رب في المرات الجاية,,
التوقيع
When the last eagle flies.. Over the last crumbling mountain~ And the last lion roars,, At the last dusty fountain.. In the shadow of the forest~ Though she may be old and worn.. They will stare unbelieving;; ,,
At the Last Unicorn