Sarılırım Birine [English translation]

Rumours much

But there is no value to it

Is the dream of tomorrow

Enough for today?

It gets to me

Lays on my way

My scars are from yesterday

They're mad to tomorrow

Rumours much

But there is no value to it,

Is the dream of tomorrow

Enough for today?

It gets to me

Lays on my way

My scars are from yesterday

They're mad to tomorrow

I hug somebody

It reminds deeply

What's the point of being offended

The spring fades away

Collect the beautiful one

It revives you just then you think you're dead

Who has loved will certainly be loved

That's the hate, as hate as

Over and over again

I hug somebody

It reminds deeply

What's the point of being offended

The spring fades away

Collect the beautiful one

It revives you just then you think you're dead

Who has loved will certainly be loved

That's the hate, as hate as

There is the pain

When you look under of the surface

Something that hurts waist of ant

When no one knows

The person who shows sympathy

To the offensive one

There are a few things of everyone

Inside of them

There is the pain

When you look under of the surface

Something that hurts waist of ant

When no one knows

The person who shows sympathy

To the offensive one

There are a few things

of everyone

Rumours much

But there is no value to it

Is the dream of tomorrow

Enough for today?

It gets to me

Lays on my way

My scars are from yesterday

They're mad to tomorrow

I hug somebody

It reminds deeply

What's the point of being offended

The spring fades away

Collect the beautiful one

It revives you just then you think you're dead

Who has loved will certainly be loved

That's the hate, as hate as

There is the pain

When you look under of the surface

Something that hurts when no one knows

The person who shows sympathy

To the offensive one

There are a few things of everyone

There is the pain

When you look under of the surface

Something that hurts waist of ant

When no one knows

The person who shows sympathy

To the offensive one

There are a few things of everyone

Inside of them

There is the pain

When you look under of the surface

Something that hurts when no one knows

The person who shows sympathy

To the offensive one

There are a few things of everyone

Inside of them

• Artist:Adamlar
• Album:Dünya Günlükleri