Light is on
Studio shines
"Please, come on !"
There's no spine
(boy is gone)
"Stay in line !
Thereupon,
don't confine !" ...
Song sharing a deep sadness : "Mahvettim" by the Turkish artist Cakal. Please share a complete translation if you find one :)
Take a flash.
Ring the phone.
Last a flash.
Boy is gone.
I heard wine.
Sad you're in.
I heard splash
lasts the shrine.
Where are sins ?
They are in.
Would I join ?
He is gone.
There was clash.
Boy is gone.
"Leave the city".
He left only
a small daisy.
That's a pity !
"I wear my sins
under my skin !
Under my bones !"
He said smiling
behind the light ;
"Keep on fighting -
I'll look you bright !"
He heartily
gave a daisy
that day happy.
Boy left only
that last scripture ;
Boy left simply
just a picture.
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