Bir Garip Serçe - Kayahan
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Bir Garip Serçe - Kayahan

Альбом
Benim Penceremden
Год
1994
Язык
`Turkish`
Длительность
338860

Below is the lyrics of the song Bir Garip Serçe , artist - Kayahan with translation

Lyrics " Bir Garip Serçe "

Original text with translation

Bir Garip Serçe

Kayahan

Оригинальный текст

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

Перевод песни

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

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