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Şifreni unuttuysan eposta adresini yaz, hemen yenisini yollayalım.
Öncesinde belliydi sahte duyguların
Anlamazlıktan geldim masaldı uykularım
Oysa birçok sözün gölgesi oyunlarının
Bu derse ihtiyacı var aklı olmayanın
Düşmem bir daha yalnızlık korkularına
Her şey eskide kaldı bir çift lafınla
Alınırsın artık bence bunca laftan sonra
Yalanını alda artık sus zaten konuşma
İki kişilikmiş herkes bilir bunun adı aşksa
Nasıl da diz çöktürdü iki hecelik adına
I got two strong arms
Blessings of Babylon
Time to carry on and try
For sins and false alarms
So to America the brave
Wise men save
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
But he'll never, never fight over you
I got plans for us
Nights in the scullery
And days instead of me
I only know what to discuss
Oh, for anything but light
Wise men fighting over you
It's not me you see
Pieces of valentine
And just a song of mine
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
But he'll never, never fight over you
I got time to kill
Sly looks in corridors
Without a plan of yours
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill
Thanks to the calling of the wild
Wise men's child
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
But he'll never, never fight
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
But he'll never, never fight over you
No he'll never, never fight over you
