lycia
How different sunsets are, dawns too...Clouds rush, going home in the valley...in Kalkan
Do not you see the tears of flowers, on the leaves of poppies?
Take the narrow road there...Find the small cloud giving hand..
Yes, poppies cheer..thrill as well, welcoming the guest waited there, since when..?
When the moon fell in love with the Poppy Gelincik..
Brilliants, the tears you see in the shadow of full moon..
In Kalkan.
Do not you see the tears of flowers, on the leaves of poppies?
Take the narrow road there...Find the small cloud giving hand..
Yes, poppies cheer..thrill as well, welcoming the guest waited there, since when..?
When the moon fell in love with the Poppy Gelincik..
Brilliants, the tears you see in the shadow of full moon..
In Kalkan.
