What is the date today?
The beginning of the dry days
You need to save me
You need to save me
A slope that we know
Toward somewhere that we don't know
while running fast
We need to stop a little
If we stopped, we can turn back
Without stopping it wouldn't work
Maybe on this wise
We need to move away
that slope
You need to save me
You need to save me
You need to save me
You need to save me
The beauties who walk around in your hanging garden
Buhtunnasır made god
Maybe I hugged timeless gardens
The beauties get bogged down in me
Abraham, my heart god...