Dallar çiçek açar, şehir yumuşar.
Kalbimin en sessiz köşesinde
Adım adım büyür senin özlemin.
Uzak olsan da yakınsın,
Bir anı gibi, bir nefes gibi…
Gözlerin kaldı aklımda,
Söyle, insan unutur mu hiç
Böyle derin, böyle güzel bir bakışı?
Dallar çiçek açar, şehir yumuşar.
Kalbimin en sessiz köşesinde
Adım adım büyür senin özlemin.
Uzak olsan da yakınsın,
Bir anı gibi, bir nefes gibi…
Gözlerin kaldı aklımda,
Söyle, insan unutur mu hiç
Böyle derin, böyle güzel bir bakışı?
Yıldızları sayarken gecede,ışığı o, ay’ı o.
Küskün gönüllere merhem,yolunu kaybedene pusula,
Sabret,çünkü her kışın ardında bir bahar saklı.
Yıldızları sayarken gecede,ışığı o, ay’ı o.
Küskün gönüllere merhem,yolunu kaybedene pusula,
Sabret,çünkü her kışın ardında bir bahar saklı.
Does the fly ever run out?
Those who ignore the problem
The eye is always curtained, the inside is never cooked.
The solution is not far away, actually,
It takes a step of courage;
They still haven't dried up the swamp,
So the fly ends again every night.
Does the fly ever run out?
Those who ignore the problem
The eye is always curtained, the inside is never cooked.
The solution is not far away, actually,
It takes a step of courage;
They still haven't dried up the swamp,
So the fly ends again every night.
They are dealing with mosquitoes;
When you can solve the problem from the root
They throw stones at his shadow.
The water is cloudy, the road is dark,
The truth is screaming from a distance;
There is a wound in the deep, actually,
But they're fooling with the dressing.
They are dealing with mosquitoes;
When you can solve the problem from the root
They throw stones at his shadow.
The water is cloudy, the road is dark,
The truth is screaming from a distance;
There is a wound in the deep, actually,
But they're fooling with the dressing.
As long as his faith leaks out of him,
He wants the heart.
As long as his faith leaks out of him,
He wants the heart.
As soon as the storm passes;
He takes the world into his hands
Yet it doesn't hurt the heart, it doesn't break it.
It carries love, and it carries the burden,
Builds the nest, draws the path;
As soon as the storm passes;
He takes the world into his hands
Yet it doesn't hurt the heart, it doesn't break it.
It carries love, and it carries the burden,
Builds the nest, draws the path;
As long as there is light in your heart;
The wind will come,
The mountain will come to the ground, let it be a stop.
As long as there is light in your heart;
The wind will come,
The mountain will come to the ground, let it be a stop.