Don't think of white cheese, darling.
Music and Lyrics: Uras
Aranje, Recording, Mix: Ali Sak
A2 Studio
Nothing: Eray Bükelek
Player: Sinemis Tokmak
Camera, Screenplay, Editing: Uras
The part of Istanbul that she separated for me knows,
I said a lot, but she thinks she is immortal.
You won't believe me but the birds live her voice
Oh and when she laughs, my head begins to burn
Her eyes are so nice,
only if she would let me fall into them,
ignite, then inhale me
Little by little..
She is beautiful to death, How does she live that way ?
Lots of ships are sinking in her hard shore
Touch my wounds then blooming everywhere
Oh, my head turns to cheese when she smiles
1 окт 2024
