There was a man with principles but his heart was aching
He sprinkled them over a white paper, his hands were shaking
He found an envelope in his drawer that he kept for years
Folded the paper inside, sealed it, with best of his tears
He had made so many mistakes yet endured to live
Searching for a reason that would make him believe
Bir gün gelir de unuturmuş insan
En sevdiği hatıraları bile
Bari sen her gece yorgun sesiyle
Saat on ikiyi vurduğu zaman
Beni unutma
Çünkü ben her gece o saatlerde
Devamını Oku
En sevdiği hatıraları bile
Bari sen her gece yorgun sesiyle
Saat on ikiyi vurduğu zaman
Beni unutma
Çünkü ben her gece o saatlerde
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