The evilness of day & Darkness of nigh are in the front of mine.
I became homeless, Because of my teardrops the spring became fall.
if you go waking up does not have meaning.
What's the Benefit & importance of Crying & talking?
Ah the life became bitter.
Look I'm prickling
We are alive and will die.
My crazy sweetheart.
You took my heart & mind when you left.
You Did not hear my ululation & I myself cleared my teardrops.
Maybe i went wrong & waited for no reason
I'm Crazy "Dumrul" but you lost me.