Güvercin [English translation]

Do you open a more fearless cloves?

Have a dove flies to more cities?

Liar on a sunny January

sacred day of Friday

Gone gone souls

Over the last Istanbul

Sidewalks of minutes we all kept the witness,

Each alert

You do not go away

Hang hope to be

Come Back, Come Back

Challenges of life

Shoe death does not leave

Come Back, Come Back

Is the author of a pen than a bleeding bleeding?

Paper in the amount of blood, the tree is not extinct?

Cry, cry enjoy!

It grows in the sea heart juice

• Artist:Sezen Aksu