Dön [English translation]

increasing to the lack of like a mountain.

It have plunged to me like a newtork

The time isnt medicine

Although burning off all

like one wood.

Who knows,how many seasons...

Moons,seasons andd

The years passed without you

It grew up and has been a tree

How many days we made difficult,

shadows of our plants.

Come,I cannot waiting.

Come,what will happen to you.

Come on return return without lie.

My eyes fastened to long ways.

I am hoping an cannot thing.

It can found me,too

One day a miracle...

I am praying and praying....

• Artist:Mustafa Ceceli