You Will Forget...

The word is ended...

No news tomorrow, yesterday is over 

Watches went to knock on the last day 

Swears were old on the lips 

The word is finished by have been saying...  

Trains have been filled and then have been emptied.

You will still have dry eyes 

All photos have been dried by order 

There are many  lives that I could not live

You forget by burned

You forget , and you know that the death for me and for you 

Time is a kind of healing 

You forget, you forget

words and music : Sezen Aksu

Listen to ; There is nothing to say...