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Who says it is easy to forget the beloved one?
Does it matter how much you cried?
After the beloved one's gone.
Does it matter how many roses got dried?

As the clock strikes it's almost night.
There starts a fight in my heart.
I gaze at you dear mirror on the wall.
As I start chatting to you, in my deep trance.

ou can't grasp it, life is melting away
Is it the day dying or your hair getting gray?
It was the bright moon we dreamed to see most.
Look! What I have is in my dream is just a ghost.

This is the lake where the green and the deep blue meet.
This is where you can hear the lonely nightingales tweet.
At this place, you hear the cries of little kids in their games.
The picnic fire warms your freezing body with its dancing flames.

Your absence grows in my nights,
tearing my soul into pieces.
This helplessness sends me
in a dark cell.

It was a cold night, I was alone on the streets.
Chasing my shadow, I heard hungry cats scream.
Let no one blame us, we have an innocent dream.
I had a paper on which our wishes were written.

On a wooden table
I stare at this glass vase
In your brown eyes I am lost.
This is a hard case.

My Creator! You are the one who makes the mountains walk.
On the path of happiness we look for, when will you let us walk?
My Creator! You are the one who shifts the dark into light?
Will we ever wake up, in our hearts with no fright?

All I want is a handful of water.
Neither seas nor oceans.
What I need most is
A little smile.

I watch the earth over the skies.
Down there is a large lake
where the frogs set up their best traps
to catch the innocent flies.

This is an October day,
I feel little bit cold.
This is the month when
Most glamorous

Be patient my heart
There is a long way to run.
Your patience is for the Beloved one.

n the streets you have been to
Still remains your fascinating smell.
My world, without you, is nothing but a cell.

On the narrow pavements,
I get closer to a giant block.
My feet are so tired, I can't walk.


Freshly washed clouds in tides
start taking their routine rides.
They wonder the white doves
flying with their flapping loves.

Before the sunset, I placed a small box
on my windowsill, some water and my hugs.
Piece of grain is ready for you, shy doves.
Love doesn't hurt, don't hesitate to come.

It was such a cold and stormy winter day.
She had no bed to sleep, no place to stay.
Scrambled in a dark corner, in hand, a gas lighter,
She was cold and weak, no longer a big fighter.

The city is choking me with its sharp claws.
Buildings all surround us like prison walls.
I miss the water pouring down the waterfalls.
Farewell to the city, hi to my village.

Stop, my tongue
Don't move my lips
Don't say goodbye
Let me stay with you,

No longer can I stay here.
Far away my soul wants to fly.
Before the leaves dry
Before the clouds cry

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Who says it is easy to forget the beloved one?
Does it matter how much you cried?
After the beloved one's gone.
Does it matter how many roses got dried?
Is it easy to forget it so soon?
Does it matter if it is morning or noon?
When the image of the lost reflects on the moon?

When your smell is brought to me
By the lonely winds as I close my eyes,
The world stops telling lies as the devil in my heart dies
There in the skies a door opens.
An angel smiles at me to dry my tears.

Can the dances of burning candle tell you
If it is itself or missing you that burns me away?
Does it matter to play or pray
When the memories disappear
Day by day in the trace of a sleigh?

Who cares if all the music stops?
Who cares if all the rhythm gets tired?
Oh, the pitiless world! Take your hands off me!
Don't give me a touch! You know I miss her so much.

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