day has dawned on the fronts.
The wing of the bird has touched.
His sound is suns voice
His sound is mornings voice
His breath is hidden
Hit it my rose hit it
Hit for the establishment of dila(means of anatolic litterature heartfelt lover and is a name at the same time)
Hit, so the flattened mother can greet her son
your resentment to the fight, your course to the barrel
Drive Guerilla...
double eyes landed and escape
landed to the hill
flew forests length.
flowed ambushed length
while the day is sleeping while the the whater is sleeping
sounds heard
Hit it my rose hit it.
His breath is hidden
Hit it my rose hit it
Hit for the establishment of dila
Hit, so the flattened mother can greet her son
your resentment to the fight, your course to the barrel
Drive Guerilla...
double pair eyes looked from behind the rocks.
Passages hug each other roads were kept.
a wedding started in the opposite village.
a wedding started on turmerics
a halay(its a anatolic folk dance) started the braves.
drum, zurna(zurna is a anatolic instrument) plays
on the land of braves.
double wedding started