Death blue sea is moss now
Waves held captive in the beach
Wet seas are desert now
I don’t help you
My hopes run out, walking you go away
My tears that crying for you, are fire
Don’t touch my seas, because you can burn
Walking through on the moss
Go away Arania
But, take me and go away
Your eyes name is death blue
My name is death witout your eyes…
21.VI.09
İsa YılmazKayıt Tarihi : 12.7.2009 21:48:00
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