It's hard to make friends with these guys.

Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaints? Who has needless bruises? Who has bloodshot eyes?

Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes?

Send these pearls back where they came from with a curt note.

It is a pity that history has brought Tajiks together with this nation.

And so I am going to leave you now with three calls for action for those who share this vision.

Well, it's very pleasant to sit here with a good drink and good company.

Oh! It's awful being a woman, having to dance with a lot of dull men, laugh at their jokes while they're treading on your feet.

Give therefore to everyone what you owe taxes to whom taxes are due customs to whom customs respect to whom respect honor to whom honor.

Render therefore to all their dues tribute to whom tribute is due custom to whom custom fear to whom fear honour to whom honour.

For Who?

Who to?

For whom?

For whom?

For whom?

Of whom?

Who does it belong to?

Who knows?

Whose file is this?

For whom?

For what?

Who of?

Your presence at this meeting is certainly an encouragement for those who are grappling with the phenomenon of child soldiers.

Farklı yetenekleri olan çocuğa sahip olmanın farkındalığının eksikliği ve bunun sosyal etiketi.

Whose is this?

And then, whose is this?

Who do I vote for?

Dangerous for whom?

Who are they for?

Hatred for whom?

Whose law?

Whose funeral?

To whom?

Who does it belong to?

Who's it for?

To whom, Richelieu?

Whose is it?

And for whom?

Who else to?

Who belongs to it?

Whose victory?

Who you signaling at?

Who's there to sing for?

Whose prince?

Who's it to? You.