If you're going to laugh, come tonight, my heart is soft,
If you're sad, stay
If you are going to die from joy, the door is open
If you're going to cry, go out of town.
The beautiful Aegean, in which the golden painting wander
Open the gates of Constantinople, Poseidon
E. T.
Ahmet CemilKayıt Tarihi : 28.9.2024 15:54:00
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