Ceylan (Engels vertaling)

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Engels vertaling

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Neither loneliness, nor sorrow, those old songs
 
None of them upset me as much as your absence
 
Night, rain and cold on the streets of the city
 
Your image is in my eyes, your longing is in my heart
 
I'm tired out in foreign land hey gazelle
 
Longing exhausted, I came to an end hey gazelle
 
I set out for you again
 
I came, I reached your hands
 
I'm a lost, oversensitive child
 
Don't leave me
 
Toegevoed door Milena op Vrij, 01/01/2010 - 00:00
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