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küçük bir ege kasabasında, kıvırcık saçlı ve kötü sesli bir kızdan dinliyorum şu an. keşke duyabilseniz. besbelli aşık. besbelli birisi gitarının teli. ne şanslı.

ve "bu dünyaya aşkı bulmaya gelmiş".

sesler!
elcordobez elcordobez
tam nasıl olduğunu hatırlamadığım bir söz vardır. ''ölüler de sanıyor ki diriler her gün pirzola yiyorlar''. işte yine ölüler sanıyor ki biz diriler bayram yapıyoruz. şurada 3-5 kişiyiz birbirimizi biliriz. hiç birimizde yok öyle bir bayram hali.

bağzı geceler ölülerle uzun uzun sohbet edip seviştiğim doğrudur. bu gece yine misaifirim 27 lik genç sevgilim janes'tir.

bilin ve kıskanın istedim.

sevgili gun dostumuza saygıyla;

götler...


psamathe psamathe



my secret garden's not so secret anymore
run from the house holding my head in my hands
feeling dejected, feeling like a child might feel
it all seems so absurd
that this should have occurred
my very only secret
and ı had to go and leak it!
my secret garden's not so secret anymore!
no, my secret garden's not so secret anymore!
run through the fields, down to the edge of the water
can't stay long, here comes the reason why,
she'll catch me if she can,
take me by the hand
ı'll have to keep on running
and ı just can't see the fun in
my secret garden not being secret anymore!
it used to be so easy
on days such as these she'd
search and search for hours
in among the flowers
ı loved it!, ı loved her!
play the fool, act so cruel, ı loved it!
read her book, take a look, ı loved her!
it all seems so absurd
that this should have occurred
my very only secret
and ı had to go and leak it!
my secret garden's not so secret anymore!
psamathe psamathe



reach out and touch faith

your own personal jesus
someone to hear your prayers
someone who cares
your own personal jesus
someone to hear your prayers
someone who's there

feeling unknown
and you're all alone
flesh and bone
by the telephone
lift up the receiver
ı'll make you a believer

take second best
put me to the test
things on your chest
you need to confess
ı will deliver
you know ı'm a forgiver

reach out and touch faith
reach out and touch faith

your own personal jesus
someone to hear your prayers
someone who cares
your own personal jesus
someone to hear your prayers
someone who's there

feeling unknown
and you're all alone
flesh and bone
by the telephone
lift up the receiver
ı'll make you a believer
ı will deliver
you know ı'm a forgiver

reach out and touch faith

your own personal jesus

reach out and touch faith
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