Odam Kireç Tutmuyor
Fatih Kısaparmak
My Room Doesn't Hold Lime
My room doesn't hold lime
Without adding sand
Love doesn't start over
Without embracing and lying down
Father, am I a dervish?
Have I put on my robe?
I loved, they took away
Why am I the one who died?
Turn my room into lime
Make my face smile
I burned from the hands of love
Come and make me medicine
My room is lime
My face is smiling
Undress and come to me
My skin is medicine
