Deleyaman live "Sunset"
(lyrics)
The night is setting in to blow
scores the windowpane with snow
out of reach of hand
on human avenues across a sea
What heart can ever know itself
through each door a spectral frame
movements vanish in the air
violets colors through the glass
a hundred words to pass the day
each of us making to the light
A hundred words to pass the day
yet not a word to tell the tale.
What heart can ever know itself
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ı love you Deleyaman.
rapetelapi 11 months ago
beautiful music...
Gev5org 11 months ago
The sound is absolutely magical and magnificent!!!
departum72 1 year ago