My Sweet Bottle Of Gin Poem by Hilal Yilmaz

Someday i looked up into the bright blue sky.
I couldn't imagine that he could lie.
So i shout to him, why, oh, why do i love him?
No answer, i put the bottle to my mouth.
My sweet bottle of Gin.

Someday i look up into the deep Night.
So cold and dark, with no light.
But i also shouted to her, why, oh, why do i love him?
She didn't shout back, but she showed me his smilin'.
That was enough, to screw the bottle away.
My sweet bottle of Gin.