ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Walking through a silent field
Where wild flowers make such nice garlands
Perfumed breeze dispersed by the trees
All around your field
Moving through this soothing cloud
Careful not to wake your fears
Deep in you the sour taste
Of the spreading heavenly blue queen
He shares his silent screams
He shares his silent thoughts
He shares his silent screams
He shares his signs
Carry away your heavy thoughts
You have to make a compromise
