Serdar Ortac
Miscellaneous
Misdemeanor
My heart is a poor snowflake
I fall into dead-end streets and melt
The sound of rain in my lonely night
I know I cried untimely
If only my heart would drive out this loneliness within it
If it would light a candle in the darkness without any fear
I would erase all those who enter my life
(The One I Created) m I will go to fairy tale lands)
Nobody He doesn't tell you to love me by force, be open to me.
Thank God, my heart is so clean, oh bullets can't hurt
Otherwise, what did I think? Manna is cracking
Even kissing you is a fault
Even being yours is a fault
Despite the one who is in love with you
They are all in vain