Horror! It’s thirsty streets.
Children cry: there’s no food to eat.
Hungry eyes, there as cold as ice,
And they look for a reason.
All alone, the city slaves,
choking on the smog they make.
Changing the light of day,
as they pray for a way out.
[Chorus]
We all feel the pain, is it necessary?
When we feel the pain, better stick together.
Music is the way to relieve the pressure.
Music on the way, do you get the message?
blast off, blast off to nowhere blast off ... this time to go blast off,…
Ah, Ela Gözlerini De Sevdiğim Dilber, Yine Sultan M’oldun Elin Üstüne? Gördüm Cemalini, Eğlendim Kaldım,…
I'd rather be a dreamer with a penny Than a rich man with a worried…
Elimden tut Sensiz karanlıklardan çok korkuyorum Yalnızlığın soğuk mevsiminde hep üşüyorum Çok zulmettim kendime Beni…
Operators are standing by Smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee Bounce their shoes at the end…