Under the scary supervision of what is not present
I was struggling to find it as the days slowly passed
The hopeless blows, driven by volitions, bounced back
It took a lot of time to wake the sleepy existence up
Under the surreal moonlight, crying with tired clouds
I was trying to stop as the strong beliefs slowly faded
Bakakalırım giden geminin ardından;
Atamam kendimi denize, dünya güzel;
Serde erkeklik var, ağlayamam.
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Atamam kendimi denize, dünya güzel;
Serde erkeklik var, ağlayamam.
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