Cry Şiiri - Turgay Yıldırım

An art of music in my ears
Each division of the sadness
Rhythm pathetic
Every note that you are there
Hearts are filled into the coil
Flying balloon
Do you take away the land of the land
Carefully, dropp by dropp
Smoke Smoke
Absence of impose
Love the''revolution''of
He''hopes''starry eyes
Tears that''belief''
Delete my years of waiting
I was spitting blood
Most of dark red
Frequently if my last bullet
Shoot, I lie to hit the screen
If you lie on the wheel, I fell screaming avalanche
Finally, I give my soul to captivity
I filled out the piece I can not
Stone is jealous il Euphrates
Not based on Karakaya
Harran is offended, falls Antep
Harput taking a rebellion within the
Will keep a long air
Longing been
Only been
I am helpless
I am wounded
Live without
Without aging
Screaming screaming will cry Munzur
Already
Is desirable
Meaningful looks defeated fell
The new era
Squeal like my love tumbrel
Although resonate in the hearts
Burn burn
In fact, doomed to be forgotten
Prison in shackles
With a baby face and innocent Pak
Poor weepy
Who is to die.... Who live
Shroud does not want
With all the nudity
All known
With all blamelessness
Put a small grave
Her well-endowed are childish
Instead of prayers
Children's songs read
Cemetery not dead souls
The slot is innocent
Note that this is a story

Turgay Yildirim