Beyaz Giyme Toz olur
Zara
Don't Wear White, You'll Turn to Dust
Don't wear white, you'll turn to dust,
Don't wear black, it'll just be talk.
Come on, let's go out together,
Our wish will come true soon.
In the park, in the park, come on, baby, spin around and come back to me.
Come on, let's go out together,
Our wish will come true soon.
In the park, in the park, come on, baby, spin around and come back to me.
Don't wear white, they'll recognize you,
They'll think you're just a traveler.
I don't have any luck anyway,
They'll take you away from me.
In the park, in the park, come on, baby, spin around and come back to me.
I don't have any luck anyway,
They'll take you away from me.
In the park, in the park, come on, baby, spin around and come back to me.
Low-hanging walnut branches,
With their white, smooth arms.
Where should I come from,
They've twisted all the paths.
In the park, in the park, come on, baby, spin around and come back to me.
Where should I come from,
They've twisted all the paths.
In the park, in the park, come on, baby, spin around and come back to me.
