ŞARKI SÖZÜ
A love beyond a look,
a touch beyond temptation,
a vision beyond vogue,
one of God's finest creations.
Well it's the kiss beyond the catcher,
there is nothing that could match her.
To touch her in a place,
beyond the anguish of the chase,
far from the endless race,
a love beyond embrace.
Well it's the kiss beyond the catcher,
there is nothing that could match her.
Nobody knows which way she goes!?
Nobody knows which way she goes!?
Well she's sitting there alone,
like a queen upon a throne,
if she'd only catch my glance,
then I might have half a chance.
Well it's the kiss beyond the catcher,
there is nothing that could match her.
Well it's the kiss beyond the catcher,
there is nothing that could match her.
Nobody knows which way she goes!?
Nobody knows which way she goes!?
