Today is Sunday. For the first time they took me out into the sun today. And for the first time in my life I was aghast that the sky is so far away and so blue and so vast I stood there without a motion. Then I sat on the ground with respectful devotion leaning against the white wall. Who cares about the waves with which I yearn to roll Or about strife or freedom or my wife right now. The soil, the sun and me... I feel joyful and how.
I do not even obliged to In my mind I would keep the name as mıh Eyes grow is growing I do not know mecburum You know me the heat.
Preparing trees to fall Does this city is the old Istanbul In the dark clouds are parts One side of the street lamp is The smell of rain on pavement I am obliged not you.
Sometimes love is fearful dismally People are tired all of a sudden one evening later Prisoners to live in the razor's edge Sometimes it will break your hands passion How many lives are removed from a living What if you knock the door sometimes Humming in the back of the misery of loneliness
Fatih in a poor playing gramophone From ancient times to play a Friday I stop and listen to sound at the beginning of the corner Should I bring unused gök Week disaggregated data is available How do I go What if I keep I am obliged not you.
Maybe June or mottled blue boy Ah, you do not know who does not know Eyes hijack freighter is a desert Maybe you get on the plane in Yesilkoy Horripilation is all wet Maybe you're blind, are in rural precipitancy Wind will bring bad hair
What a time to live if you think These wolves have perhaps mess But without dirtying our hands Ayıpsız What a time to live if you think Susan would also start with the name Order to move inside of the secret sea No other kind will not be I am obliged to you never know.
What do you do in the middle of the night? Don't touch the stars they can burn you. (it's a metaphor) See the moon is going down. If the darkness gets you you can't find your way...
In the inside and on the outside the reflections are full of space dust and you can't understand if it is a truth or a lie A ship of dreams pier or ensign touches your wishes.. you want to cry but you can't...
If love is as small as a human heart you just can not dare to have a bigger one Try to taste the loneliness too and you can feel its echo from the depth and you can not understand if it good or bad..
You are different in the inside and on the outside. Your "lesses" and "mores" will be mixed. One will fit into the skin of the other. If all these don't happen you won't be able to survive till morning.
You're my ******* and my freedom, my flesh burning like a naked summer night, you're my country. Hazel eyes marbled green, you're awesome, beautiful, and brave, you're my desire always just out of reach.
You're my ******* and my freedom, my flesh burning like a naked summer night, you're my country. Hazel eyes marbled green, you're awesome, beautiful, and brave, you're my desire always just out of reach.