from the land of the mıgratıng birds
bring me message..oh the postman
from the wound of my love in my bosom
bring me a message postman
from the mornıng of every nıght
from the sins of of all the seasons
from the melodies of the stars ın heaven
bring me a message postman
do not knock on my door empty handed
you cannot take away my love branded
ask for me in every climate
bring me a little bit of message..oh the postman
even for the sake of my hopes try to dissuate me
make everyone shame for what they think about me
the love in me is desperate
bring me a message oh the postman..obstınate
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