yine ayrilim var
yine gunler uzak
uzanir geceler ah yuzume
dolanir uykydan sabaha
gunler geciyor
bana her$ey uzak
dokulur yeni bi yaprak daha
vururken yuzene son bahar
i will attempt a translation.
again, there is separation.
again, the days are far from me
the nights stretch to touch my face
they linger from dusk till dawn
the days are passing
everything feels far from me, i know it
and as the falling leaf hits my face
i know it's autumn
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