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I love our small talks.

Günaydın, gittim ben.

Here goes everything,
          You're my dearest friend and enemy.

Krizantem.

What do you need?
          I'll be that.

Let me always return to thee
          Like sailors to the sea

The fresh smell of cinnamon
          enlightens all the gloom

But you're everywhere, 
          yes you are.
          

Light is burning
          as I am yearning

Dance me to the end of love.