If you ask me what's left in your memory
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The sound of a door slamming in my ear
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And the years that burned down before my eyes
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How many times passed like this apart, offended and scattered?
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I calculated, I say a thousand years without exaggeration
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If I write, the pen becomes the enemy on the paper, I can't explain
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If I could I would take back time
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I would sleep if you're going to the door, crush me
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Is it possible to cure the opened wound manually?
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If they hurt you, I will burn Istanbul!
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If I could I would take back time
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I would sleep if you're going to the door, crush me
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Is it possible to cure the opened wound manually?
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If they hurt you, I will burn Istanbul!
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If you ask me what's left in your memory
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The sound of a door slamming in my ear
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And the years that burned down before my eyes
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How many times passed like this apart, offended and scattered?
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I calculated, I say a thousand years without exaggeration
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If I write, the pen becomes the enemy on the paper, I can't explain
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If I could I would take back time
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I would sleep if you're going to the door, crush me
|
Is it possible to cure the opened wound manually?
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If they hurt you, I will burn Istanbul!
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If I could I would take back time
|
I would sleep if you're going to the door, crush me
|
Is it possible to cure the opened wound manually?
|
If they hurt you, I will burn Istanbul!
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If I could I would take back time
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I would sleep if you're going to the door, crush me
|
Is it possible to cure the opened wound manually?
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If they hurt you, I will burn Istanbul! |