caney caney liverparem
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come sit next to me
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Diyarbakir, you are brave
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Your blood looks like my blood
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You are the lion of Antep
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Your soul is messed with my soul
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Is it you or me?
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Is that the reason for the separation?
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Can not be separated from the soul
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My heart burned with my cry
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Can not be separated from the soul
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My heart burned with my cry
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Is it you or me?
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Is that the reason for the separation?
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Can not be separated from the soul
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My heart burned with my cry
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Can not be separated from the soul
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My heart burned with my cry
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The month of neurosis has arrived, my rose
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Here, wear green, let's go
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Those who bleed
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Let's join hearts
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This plateau is our plateau
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Let's watch together
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Its inn is beautiful, its Van is beautiful, Muş is beautiful
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Beautiful highlands
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Let the bar be pulled in the spring
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crocus let's go to the flower
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Let the bar be pulled in the spring
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crocus let's go to the flower
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Its inn is beautiful, its Van is beautiful, Muş is beautiful
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Beautiful highlands
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Let the bar be pulled in the spring
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crocus let's go to the flower
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Let the bar be pulled in the spring
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crocus let's go to the flower
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Mount Ararat is painful
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Cranes sing sadly
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A bird cries for every stone
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There is no trouble better than this
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A bird cries for every stone
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There is no trouble better than this
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Roses end, years end, roads end
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Troubles never end, Mahzuni
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking
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Roses end, years end, roads end
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Troubles never end, Mahzuni
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking
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Roses end, years end, roads end
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Troubles never end, Mahzuni
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking
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Roses end, years end, roads end
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Troubles never end, Mahzuni
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking
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All the mountains smell of hyacinths
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Mount Ararat is smoking |