Ataturk

They will ask you how you know that love is not love, or how the hearts are tested before the crossroads, say, did you vote with the same sea between some friends, when did you miss you and found your soul between the middle of the fire, say, did you walk on the deserts and in revenge for thirst, then you discovered by mentioning a name that your heart is in The drowned, oh killing a soul without love that passes through the short life, buried a soul in the story when the sparkle is extinguished, O lovers, as long as life will be kidnapped, and we will go with the same river; As we find a sparkling drought, say who will pay in return when the graying erupts, say whoever compensates when we grow up with some ages that have been taken, today they are insulting over the skull of the return, fear goes through a path and feelings from a path.