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Şifreni unuttuysan eposta adresini yaz, hemen yenisini yollayalım.
Sen bana müjde misin umut musun sevgili
Kim demiş geçti mevsim ufukta göründü kar
Bu kaçıncı bahar sakın sorma sevgili
Benim yorgun gönlümde aşkının telaşı var
Bu kaçıncı bahar sakın sorma sevgili
Benim olgun gönlümde aşkının telaşı var
Bahar geldiğinde mi ben böyle olurum
Yoksa böyle olduğumda mı gelir bahar
Ayrıca bunun seninle ne ilgisi var
Tabii ki ben böyle olduğum için bahar
Çünkü sana değdiğinden beri ellerim
Bütün kış dallarında tomurcuklar var
Sen bana vaat misin lütuf musun sevgili
Kim ne derse desin al beni sinene sar
Yaşanmış baharları unut gitsin sevgili
Benim gönül ülkemde bir tek senin aşkın var
Yaşanmış baharları unut gitsin sevgili
Benim yorgun gönlümde bir tek senin aşkın var
Borusan KlasikP. I. Tchaikovsky: Orchestral Suite No. 3 In G Major, Op. 55, 4. Tema Con Variazioni. Andante Con MotoStanislav Kochanovsky & Ndr Radiophilharmonie
The Mississippi Delta was shining
Like a National guitar
I am following the river down the highway
Through the cradle of the civil war
I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
In Memphis, Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and Pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe
We both will be received in Graceland
She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow
I'm going to Graceland, Graceland
In Memphis, Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland
Poor boys and Pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
And my traveling companions are ghosts and empty sockets
I'm looking at ghosts and empties
But I've reason to believe
We all will be received in Graceland
There is a girl in New York City
Who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when I'm falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
Whoa, so this is what she means
She means we're bouncing into Graceland
And I see losing love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody feels the wind blow
In Graceland, Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
For reasons I cannot explain
There's some part of me wants to see Graceland
And I may be obliged to defend
Every love, every ending
Or maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe I've a reason to believe
We all will be received in Graceland
Woah, in Graceland, Graceland, Graceland
I'm going to Graceland
