Göl

Original language is Turkish.

First, the night, then me through my veins! Thief of the haram heat, bud of laughter Save yourself from the head, forget the lut! There are beautiful men in the streets that don't exist People of the streets that don't exist Blink at me in the darkness, I won't be able to see I'm tied to the heat of your mouth, the flow of your words   I'll put your skin on mine, don't be ashamed We're in a plac...