Yeniden - Cem Adrian, Şanışer

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Uçacak kalbimin kuşları

Açacak kırılan kanatları

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Uçacak kalbimin kuşları

Açacak kırılan kanatları

(yeniden, yeniden)

Gülümsedim göğe

Varmışçasına umudum

Yalnız başına gitmek istemek cesaret isterdi

Korktum, bile bile yanlışlarıma tutundum (yeniden)

Saf suya süründüm

Kirli kaldı ruhum, arzuya büründüm

Merhem olmaktı hayalim yaralara

Olmadı, savaş oldum, mermi oldum, namluya sürüldüm

Yandı, yaralı yazı yeniden

Yazdı, yaramı yazgım aman aman

Vurdu yeminlerimi biliyorum

Bilirim, anlamak zor

Kalmamak zor

Gidenleri anmamak zor

Yeniden uyanıp, güne başlamak zor

Beni yazlara sor

Ayazlara sor

Şu kirli beyazlara sor

Yeniden uyanıp, güne başlamak zor

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Uçacak kalbimin kuşları

Açacak kırılan kanatları

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Uçacak kalbimin kuşları

Açacak kırılan kanatları

Sessiz kaldım

Düştüğüm o derin çukurun dibinde

Kayboldum, kimsenin bilmediği bir gökyüzünde

Güçlü kaldım, ayakta

Tutundum, daha sıkı tutundukça

Ellerimi kanatan o keskin umuda

Bilirim, anlamak zor

Kalmamak zor

Gidenleri anmamak zor

Yeniden uyanıp, güne başlamak zor

Beni yazlara sor

Ayazlara sor

Şu kirli beyazlara sor

Yeniden uyanıp, güne başlamak zor

Bilirim, ağlamak zor

Kalmamak zor

Gidenleri anlamak zor

Yeniden uyanıp, güne başlamak zor

Beni yazlara sor

Ayazlara sor

Şu kirli beyazlara sor

Yeniden uyanıp, güne başlamak zor

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Uçacak kalbimin kuşları

Açacak kırılan kanatları

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Yeniden, yeniden, yeniden

Uçacak kalbimin kuşları

Açacak kırılan kanatları

(yeniden, yeniden, yeniden)

(yeniden, yeniden, yeniden)

again, again, again

again, again, again

Birds of my heart will fly

Spreading broken wings

again, again, again

again, again, again

Birds of my heart will fly

Spreading broken wings

(again, again)

I smiled at the sky

I hope as if

It takes courage to want to go it alone

I was scared, I deliberately held on to my mistakes (again)

I crawled into pure water

My soul is dirty, I'm wrapped in desire

My dream was to be an ointment for wounds

It didn't happen, I became war, I became a bullet, I was driven into the barrel

Burned, scarred writing again

He wrote, my wound is my destiny aman aman

I know my vows

I know it's hard to understand

it's hard not to stay

It's hard not to remember the dead

It's hard to wake up and start the day again

ask me to the summers

Ask the frosts

Ask those dirty whites

It's hard to wake up and start the day again

again, again, again

again, again, again

Birds of my heart will fly

Spreading broken wings

again, again, again

again, again, again

Birds of my heart will fly

Spreading broken wings

I was silent

At the bottom of that deep pit I fell into

I'm lost in a sky that no one knows

I stayed strong, standing

I held on, the more I held on

To that sharp hope that bleeds my hands

I know it's hard to understand

it's hard not to stay

It's hard not to remember the dead

It's hard to wake up and start the day again

ask me to the summers

Ask the frosts

Ask those dirty whites

It's hard to wake up and start the day again

I know it's hard to cry

it's hard not to stay

It's hard to understand what's gone

It's hard to wake up and start the day again

ask me to the summers

Ask the frosts

Ask those dirty whites

It's hard to wake up and start the day again

again, again, again

again, again, again

Birds of my heart will fly

Spreading broken wings

again, again, again

again, again, again

Birds of my heart will fly

Spreading broken wings

(again, again, again)

(again, again, again)