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Titolo	YarÄ±m kalan bir hikayeyiz artÄ±k seninle
Teksto Submetigx per laedri	Font-lingvo: Turka YarÄ±m kalan bir hikayeyiz artÄ±k seninle AyrÄ± yollara yÃ¼rÃ¼yoruz Hayat bu... Serseri bir rÃ¼zgar gibi estin sen ÅŸimdi uzaklara Ben gÃ¶ÄŸsÃ¼mde solgun bir gÃ¼lle yaÅŸarÄ±m yÄ±llarca YaÅŸamaksa bu! AyrÄ± akÅŸamlara yatÄ±p AyrÄ± sabahlara uyanÄ±rÄ±z bundan sonra HatalarÄ± aÅŸk sanÄ±p BaÅŸka tenlerde avunuruz boÅŸuna Ve gizli gizli yaralanÄ±rÄ±z Åžunu bil ki daima Ben, en gÃ¼zel yeri hatÄ±rana saklarÄ±m Talan olmuÅŸ gÃ¶nÃ¼l bahÃ§emde SaÃ§larÄ±mda tel tel hÃ¼zÃ¼nlerle GÃ¶zlerimde azalan gÃ¼neÅŸlerle Ben hep seni beklerim bu ÅŸehirde Bir gÃ¼n dÃ¶nersin diye Kendine iyi bak ey sevgili!
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You and I are now a half-finished story ...

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Cel-lingvo: Angla

You and I are now a half-finished story
Walking on different paths
This is life...
Now you blew far away like a stray wind
I'll live with a wilted rose in my chest for years
If this is living!
We'll sleep towards different nights
And wake up towards different mornings from now on
We'll suppose mistakes are love
And console ourselves with different skins for nothing
And get hurt secretly
Remember that forever
I'll reserve the most beautiful place for my memory of you
In my pillaged heart garden
With stringy sadness in my hair
With the sun going down in my eyes
I'll always wait for you in this city
Hoping that you'll be back someday
Take care of yourself, my love!

Laste validigita aŭ redaktita de kafetzou - 28 Januaro 2012 04:05

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	Aŭtoro	Afiŝo
		28 Januaro 2012 04:04
	kafetzou Nombro da afiŝoj: 7963	Original translation: We are now incomplete story with you Walking different ways This is life... Now you blew far away like a stray wind I'll live with a pale rose in my chest for years If this is living! We'll sleep to different nights And wake up to different mornings from now on We'll suppose mistakes are love And console ourselves with different skins for nothing And get hurt secretly Don't remember that I'll always keep the most beautiful place in the memory of you In my pillaged heart garden With stringy sadness in my hair With the sun going down in my eyes I'll always wait for you in this city Hoping that you'll be back someday Take care of yourself, darling!