With your white mask,
In your black dress
I wouldn't dig for Asli, Şirin, or any other woman.
Darling, soften,
Find Ferhat, pierce the mountains, come when your ambition is over.
40 years,
This year
I will turn 40 on April 1st.
After a nice sea bath, looking back at my past,
my soul is at ease,
Life could have been softer than it was.
I'm not angry with anyone, I've forgiven myself. You, everybody, forgive yourself too
life must become hard, flexible,
Life is hard, it must become soft
Like wine,
if you want, you can brew,
When I was in Turkey, we always lived in rented houses, so I got used to it.
Not to return to the places from which I went,
Barbarian knowledgeis refined facing culture
Know how to take it
Don't trust anyone,
Every knowledge has a destiny
Comme d'habitude
faciebat
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