wai
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the letting godan her dinleyisimde beni ayni dakikalara ve hislere tasiyan bir bonnie 'prince' billy sarkisi, bir nevli sesle cekilen fotograf benim icin. tarihi bir binanin terasindayim, mangal yaniyor, etrafta ellerinde et ve biralariyla dolanip gulusen insanlar, gunes batmak uzere, hafif bir ruzgar esiyor, o, elinde kamerayla yaklasiyor, "the only way i'm leaving here is curling up and die" diyorum, ama iki hafta sonra vizem bitiyor, hic de kivranmadan tipis tipis terk eyliyorum orayi. ama bu sarki nerede ve ne zaman calarsa calsin kendimi yine o terasta buluyorum.
the lameness of an unborn child
the tidiness of cry
the only way i'm leaving here
is curling up and die
the way our shelter moves above
controlled by just my hand
insures the death you're dreaming of
the drowning down of man
o love, o love, o careless love
i only want to lay with you
my love, my love, my carefull love
i've found the hard way love is true
and always love the smiling one
and rounding out will come
with bitter bile and heartless fun
and consciousness made numb
and fearful hate that's steming out
>from fear and only fear
has made your inner croco shout
and bring his victims here
o love, o love, o careless love
i only want to lay with you
my love, my love, my carefull love
i've found the hard way love is true
a creature born in listlesness
his hatred to become
it's here his love is swollen in
and consciousness made numb
and relegate your youth and trust
your table and your skin
and share the love the godly must
and hold it til the end
o love, o love, o careless love
i only want to lay with you
my love, my love, my carefull love
i've found the hard way love is true
i only want to lay with you
my love, my love, my carefull love
i've found the hard way love is true
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