The years pass Şiiri - Önder Demir

The years pass

As the leaves of the trees they fall down
Sometimes beautiful, sometimes stubborn, they walk past
They take people from us and move on
The passing years, the passing years.

In the memories they leave behind erlebnisse
Separated from each other in love, leaving behind tears
Let the people cry sometimes
The passing years, the passing years.

The rising sun can be destroyed, they
The people to experience the good and bad
In the end, they are also modified to history
The passing years, the passing years.

Önder Demir