ŞARKI SÖZÜ
An old man
Sitting in a bar
Drinking alone
I saw him.
The smiling eyes
Moving round and round
Touched me.
His furrowed face
Tells the story
Of life - I was thinking
I was spellbound
By him - but I can't
Hide my looking.
He's so happy
He's smiling
On his face.
And suddenly
He came over and
Spoke to me
I was listening - and
All the time
He had this
Uncertain smile
I was thinking.
He's so happy
He's smiling
On his face.
