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bira ve kahve

grizu nun super parcasi..

seni dusunuyorum bu gece gene
benden kurtulmasini bilirsin diye
bunca guzellik varsa cevrede
tum geceki dostum yine bira ve kahve
uzun bir yoldan sonra unuturdum
bir gun belki seni tekrar gorurdum
beyaz pantolonunu oksamak icin
tokadini bile yiyebilirdim
huzunlu bir sarki soyluyorum yine
beni uzmesini bilirsin diye
birkac fotograf yolladin gizlice
tum geceki dostum yine bira ve kahve
bazen benim olmasanda
bazen bana bakmasanda sen hep yanimdasin

ice queen

when leaves have fallen
and skies turned into grey.
the night keeps on closing in on the day
a nightingale sings his song of farewell
you better hide for her freezing hell

on cold wings she’s coming
you better keep moving
for warmth, you’ll be longing
come on just feel it
don’t you see it?
you better believe it.

when she embraces
your heart turns to stone
she comes at night when you are all alone
and when she whispers
your blood shall run cold
you better hide before she finds you

whenever she is raging
she takes all life away
haven’t you seen?
haven’t you seen?
the ruins of our world

she covers the earth with a breathtaking cloak
the sun awakes and melts it away
the world now opens its eyes and sees
the dawning of a new day

whenever she is raging
she takes all life away
haven’t you seen?
haven’t you seen?
the ruins of our world

on every street

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there’s gotta be a record of you some place
you gotta be on somebody’s books
the lowdown, a picture of your face
your injured looks

the sacred and profane
the pleasure and the pain
somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
and it’s your face i’m looking for on every street

a ladykiller, regulation tattoo
silver spurs on his heels
what can i tell you as i’m standing next to you
she threw herself under my wheels
oh it’s a dangerous road
and a hazardous load
and the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
and it’s your face i’m looking for on every street

a three-chord symphony crashes into space
the moon is hanging upside down
i don’t know why it is i’m still on the case
it’s a ravenous town
and you still refuse to be traced
seems to me such a waste
and every victory has a taste that’s bittersweet
and it’s your face i’m looking for on every street
and it’s your face i’m looking for on every street
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