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adının anıldığı ağzın biçimini alıyorsun.
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adının anıldığı ağzın biçimini alıyorsun.
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My mind is a mirror, a reflection only known to me
And for those who hate me: The more you hate me, the more you help me
And for those who love me: The more you love me, the more you hurt me
When I go to bed in the night, I see some children in the light
Fighting unknown shadows behind my mother’s back
And although I don’t understand my dreams, I know somewhere there is hope
There is hope somewhere, there is hope
I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry
You might not say that it’s a wonderful world
And it’s a wonderful life
And it’s a wonderful day
Just as yesterday
But I won’t complain