They say
Don't go out, head is open
My dear, don't go out, head is open
The arps are black, the black arps are black
If you have a heart
If you have a heart,
take your bag and go
I was in Ankara, Hüdayda
I paid 500 for a month
It's gone, but it's not here,
what's the use
You should eat your head, my dear, this love
I was in Ankara, Hüdayda
I paid 500 for a month
It's gone, but it's not here, what's the use
You should eat your head,
my dear, this love
