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I'm fed up due to walking you, roads

I'm fed up due to walking you, roads!
I'm fed up due to walking you, roads!
Thorns struck to my feet, I thought them roses
And you shall go on, daughter of the cruel 1
 
I've thought that you're a loyal beloved
I've thought that you're a loyal beloved
Yo girl, you can't be my lover
So you shall go on evil bride
And you shall go on, daughter of the cruel
 
Northeaster blew bitterly and separated us
So you shall go on walking the evil bride
You hit my heart with an arrow, it's too deep.
 
Your forehead that wears reds dance
Your forehead that wears reds dance
Your lovelocks dance on with the sound of the strings
And you shall go on, daughter of the cruel
 
My beloved's left me, she strings someone along
My beloved's left me, she strings someone along
What I can do for the lover who strings along with a stranger
So you shall go on evil bride
And you shall go on, daughter of the cruel
 
Northeaster blew bitterly and separated us
So you shall go on walking the evil bride
You hit my heart with an arrow, it's too deep.
 

• 1. The author loves a girl, but she doesn't look at him

Ache in my soul

What a pain is this, there's no cure
Ache is not my body by in my soul
An invisible wound, there's too much pain
Ache is not in my body but in my soul
Ooh, Ooh ache is in my soul
 
A wound without bullet, dagger, blood
None of doctors can find a cure for it
I wish they'd be hanged like Mansur*
Ache is not in my body but in my soul
Ooh, Ooh ache is in my soul
 
There's no doctor, no Luqman*, no remedy
It's not visible with eyes, there no any scar
An invisible arrow stabbed in my chest
Ache is not in my body but in my soul
Ooh, Ooh ache is in my soul
 
My eyes moist, eyes tear blood
Soul id wounded, aches my essence
Only my cura* knows my this situation
Ache is not in my body but in my soul
Ooh, Ooh ache is in my soul
 
Enough Nesimi*, this bellow is enough
I know, I'm smouldering worse than Kerem*
As long as I countinue, my smoke gives out
Ache is not in my body but in my soul
Ooh, Ooh ache is in my soul
 

Pulbere de purtare albă

Pulbere de purtare albă
Negrul este promisiunea de a purta
Vino cu mine
Plângerea noastră este teză
 
Eliberat eliberat haide vino puiule
Întoarce-te din nou la mine
Vino cu mine
Plângerea noastră este teză
 
Eliberat eliberat haide vino puiule
Întoarce-te din nou la mine
Ei recunosc purtarea albă
Cred că ești pasager
 
Oricum eu nu am nici un noroc
Te-au luat de lângă mine
Eliberat eliberat haide vino puiule
Întoarce-te din nou la mine
 
Oricum eu nu am nici un noroc
Te-au luat de lângă mine
Eliberat eliberat haide vino puiule
Întoarce-te din nou la mine
 
Puține ramuri de nuc
Braț cu ghips de culoare albă
De unde am venit
Mereu mi-au tăiat drumurile
 
Eliberat eliberat haide vino puiule
Întoarce-te din nou la mine
De unde am venit
Mereu mi-au tăiat drumurile
 
Eliberat eliberat haide vino puiule
Întoarce-te din nou la mine
Eliberat eliberat haide vino puiule
Întoarce-te din nou la mine
 
Ege Kökenli