9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN
If the beloved is longing for the heart;
It means you have a way to the unknown.
A disloyal lover consumes life.
It is the duty of a friend to tell pain.
I watch your ways,
I miss you to death,
I didn't say there are many words,
What to say next.
Longing collapsed again, you came to my mind,
I couldn't get it out of my mind,
What did you do, what did you do, you stole my heart
I couldn't get my heart out of your grip.
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