PLEASURE
“Wait or who you…
my life passed by waiting for you
hay i'm your…
with it, with it…
So I'll wait for you? ”
Wait.
In You've eaten my life, you know that değil
Ben you always wait, you poor me
Here and there…
always on the road, on the street, on the phone
weary
go and wait again
because waiting for you is a great adventure
Waiting for you, listening, hearing
incredible excitement and sadness
I never thought I'd leave you.
because it means leaving you
killing me cheeky feelings
To control you restrain,
aggravate
it is a very different pleasure…
HASAN HÜSEYİN BEYDİL
06.02.2018
Kayıt Tarihi : 6.2.2021 18:27:00
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