Loneliness Is Love Erdal Çolak
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Stok Kodu
9786056852060
Boyut
13.50x19.50
Sayfa Sayısı
128
Basım Yeri
İstanbul
Baskı
1
Basım Tarihi
2018-10
Kapak Türü
Ciltsiz
Kağıt Türü
1. Hamur
Dili
İngilizce

Loneliness Is Love

Yazar: Erdal Çolak
Yayınevi : Kutlu Yayınevi
12,80TL
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9786056852060
765154
Loneliness Is Love
Loneliness Is Love
12.80

My life started in a destitute way and passing in a destitute way
I feel like a fairy tale
In a dump well, in a cave without light
I feel like a life
I want to cry until satiated

For my pain form y trouble, my love
Believe me my heart is bleeding in fires
I feel like a fairy tale
Even if water flows even if it rains even if the wind blows

Even if seasons come and go
Each passing day takes away from me
A lost and wasted path, let it always be you by my side

What is experienced is wound from friend and foe
Darkness of hopelessness in my heart
This soul will sacrifice itself between two eye brows
Beloved of my soul and its owner
My anger the wound of desperation

Sorrow the air of trouble
This departure of mine the yeast of separation
I feel like a forgotten fairy tale
Neither an extended hand nor a love that has been grown
Knife edge pains solitudes that never end
Smokes of yearning coming out of my heart
O life, I feel like an unhappy fairy tale
Myself

  • Açıklama
    • My life started in a destitute way and passing in a destitute way
      I feel like a fairy tale
      In a dump well, in a cave without light
      I feel like a life
      I want to cry until satiated

      For my pain form y trouble, my love
      Believe me my heart is bleeding in fires
      I feel like a fairy tale
      Even if water flows even if it rains even if the wind blows

      Even if seasons come and go
      Each passing day takes away from me
      A lost and wasted path, let it always be you by my side

      What is experienced is wound from friend and foe
      Darkness of hopelessness in my heart
      This soul will sacrifice itself between two eye brows
      Beloved of my soul and its owner
      My anger the wound of desperation

      Sorrow the air of trouble
      This departure of mine the yeast of separation
      I feel like a forgotten fairy tale
      Neither an extended hand nor a love that has been grown
      Knife edge pains solitudes that never end
      Smokes of yearning coming out of my heart
      O life, I feel like an unhappy fairy tale
      Myself

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