Hay Aksi Biz Dostuz From Diaries of Istiklal Street Simple Things, Simple Sins Oh No! Communication
Kaçabileceğim onca yer varken, / Ben durup izlemeyi seçtim.
Gemiler geçiyor kafamdan / Hepsine tek tek soruyorum / Sen yoksan vuruyorum.
I try hard not to look at, not to touch to, not to breathe in.
So to say, an imagination / Caused by your fascination!
even if I could hear what you said, / I doubt my reply would be interesting / for you to hear.
Gizsiz konuşun benimle, / Beni gören bir siz.

B.A.S.

What time brings, what faith swings... is a secrecy. What's kept to be, what's left to me... is your image - it is a legacy.

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You, my dear,
Is the warmest heart
That a friend can feel,
And the coldest throught
That an enemy can peal.

Though I'm not sure about my stance,
You are no guest here, not a chance.

This your home.
My humble kingdom.

At this ground, you shall feel free
'Coz this site is dedicated to thee.

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Cheers for being in our lives......

pfs!

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