Gün geceyi bulur zaman canım alır durur
Bir deli yoldur dünya yürürüm yürürüm yorulmadan
Bir yanık düştür sevda görürüm görürüm uyanmadan
Yanar yanar yanmaya yanmış gönül
Kanar durur içimde bir Alagül
Döner başım döner alıcı kuşlar
Kışlara dönmüş yazım
Ölüme dönmüş yüzüm yar
Zaman durmaz akar bir yüzüm hep güze bakar
Bir deli yoldur dünya yürürm yürürüm yorulmadan
Bir yanık düştür sevda görürüm görürüm uyanmadan
Yanar yanar yanmaya yanmış gönül
Kanar durur içimde bir Alagül
Döner başım döner alıcı kuşlar
Kışlara dönmüş yazım
Ölüme dönmüş yüzüm yar
Borusan KlasikBeethoven: Symphony No.6 "Pastoral" 1.Erwachen Heiterer Empfindungen Bei Der Ankunft Auf Dem Lande. Allegro Ma non Troppo (İn F Major, Op. 68)Glenn Gould
I used to be lunatic from the gracious days
I used to be woebegone and so restless nights
My aching heart would bleed for you to see
Oh but now...
(I don't find myself bouncing home whistling buttonhole tunes to make me cry)
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you's"
Changes are shifting outside the word
(The lover speaks about the monsters)
I used to have demons in my room at night
Desire, despair, desire... SOOO MANY MONSTERS!
Oh but now...
(I don't find myself bouncing home whistling buttonhole tunes to make me cry)
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me in silence
No more "I love you's"
Changes are shifting outside the word
(They were being really crazy
They were on the come.
And you know what mummy?
Everybody was being really crazy.
Uh huh. The monsters are crazy.
There are monsters outside.)
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me in silence
No more "I love you's"
Changes are shifting outside the word
Outside the word
