9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN
This dark, secluded city has many prisoners of love.
Did he think you were a prisoner of the night too?
In the most well-known loves, there is no mercy of tomorrow.
Has your heart rebelled against fate now?
Since we fell in love, things are not going well.
It's a clear death warrant, not in Persian.
Kovalamayin beni yataga
Hic uykum yok
Daha lafiniza karisacagim
Ortaligi dagitacagim
Televizyonu kapatacagim
Aycicegi resmi yapacagim daha
Devamını Oku
Hic uykum yok
Daha lafiniza karisacagim
Ortaligi dagitacagim
Televizyonu kapatacagim
Aycicegi resmi yapacagim daha
Bu şiir ile ilgili 0 tane yorum bulunmakta