Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bir Garip Serçe, artist - Kayahan. Album song Benim Penceremden, in the genre Турецкая поп-музыкаDate of issue: 31.12.1994
Record label: K Majör
Song language: Turkish
Bir Garip Serçe(original) |
| Çok sebebim vardý benim çok kýrýldým söylemedim |
| Gözyaþýmý göstermedim sana |
| Çok sebebim oldu benim kolay olsa ben giderdim |
| Bu ne gitmek bu nasýl elveda |
| Yandý bu postaneler yýkýldý yoksa |
| Ne bir haber ne merhaba zindan bu dünya |
| Uyutmuyor bu yaþananlar akþam olunca |
| Sorma… gül dalýnda bülbül deðil bir garip serçe |
| Gül kokar dikenler batar kaldým bir çare |
| Yandý bu postaneler yýkýldý yoksa |
| Ne bir haber ne merhaba zindan bu dünya |
| Uyutmuyor bu yaþananlar akþam olunca |
| Olmasaydý hatýralar kahrolasý yaþananlar |
| Geceleyin deli eder beni |
| Þu gözlerim olmasaydý yüreðim taþtan olsaydý |
| Ne kolaydý unutmasý seni |
| Yandý bu postaneler yýkýldý yoksa |
| Ne bir haber ne merhaba zindan bu dünya |
| Uyutmuyor bu yaþananlar akþam olunca |
| Sorma… gül dalýnda bülbül deðil bir garip serçe |
| Gül kokar dikenler batar kaldým bir çare |
| Ne seninle ne de sensiz olmuyor iþte |
| Yandýmý bu postaneler yýkýldýmý yoksa |
| Uyutmuyor bu yaþananlar akþam olunca |
| (translation) |
| I had many reasons, I didn't say that I was very hurt |
| I didn't show you my tear |
| I had many reasons, if it was easy for me, I would go |
| This is what to go, how is this goodbye |
| If these post offices were destroyed |
| Neither a news nor hello this world is dungeon |
| This doesn't make you sleepy when it's evening |
| Don't ask... not a nightingale on a rose branch, but a strange sparrow |
| The rose smells, the thorns sink, I'm left with a cure |
| If these post offices were destroyed |
| Neither a news nor hello this world is dungeon |
| This doesn't make you sleepy when it's evening |
| If it weren't for the memories, what the fuck happened |
| It drives me crazy at night |
| If I didn't have those eyes, if my heart was made of stone |
| How easy it was to forget you |
| If these post offices were destroyed |
| Neither a news nor hello this world is dungeon |
| This doesn't make you sleepy when it's evening |
| Don't ask... not a nightingale on a rose branch, but a strange sparrow |
| The rose smells, the thorns sink, I'm left with a cure |
| It doesn't happen with or without you. |
| Have these post offices been destroyed or not? |
| This doesn't make you sleepy when it's evening |