Türkü – Yeşil İpek Bükeyim

Written by Warren Zevon c. 1987 Zevon Music/BMI I was born in ’63 Got a little job in the factory I don’t know much about Kennedy I was too busy working in the factory We got a kid that’s two, we got another one due We get by the best we can do The factory’s…

Adam’s Song I never thought I’d die alone I laughed the loudest who’d have known I traced the cord back to the wall No wonder it was never plugged in at all I took my time, I hurried up The choice was mine, I didn’t think enough I’m too depressed, to go on you’ll be…

blood stain, on his eye reefer on his mind well! shut up and listen, you might be missin your hell blindfold not touching no one and further sicken my self you got to miss and go thought that youd be myself chopper me beside listen you might learn me said! dont talk to no one…

O yağmurda o çamurda Eleleydik bir arada Geziyorduk sokakalarda O günlere hasretim ben O günlere hasretim ben Kaldırımdan sahilleri Seyrederken denizleri Tanımazdım ben dertleri O günlere hasretim ben O günleri özledim ben Hayatımın son deminde İsterim ki sen serinle Son baharın ilk gününde O günlere hasretim ben O günlere hasretim ben Şimdi benden uzaktasın Hayal…

Ben bilmem onu beşi Sensin gönlümün eşi Garip gönlümün eşi Gel yanıma gel Aşığım güllerine Hayranım dillerine Sar beni kollarına Gel yanıma gel Bakma el gözlerine Aldanma sözlerine Düşme el izlerine Gel yanıma gel Neler var bu alem bir Hal bilmez benim nemdir Gün bugün dem bu demdir Gel yanıma gel

Music & Lyrics : Shane Embury Divorced humanity, science strays. Walk the path of servitude. Grown unknown malignant code misconceived the passion whole. Misconceive the passion whole. Born against the innocent ; amongst us issues preset. Determined goals which are set. Love : a crime of severance. Are we free to feel ? Do we…