Sezen Aksu - Firuze
Bir gün dönüp bak1nca dü_ler
 0çmi_ olursa yudum yudum y1llar1n1
 Ala, ala Firuze ala... Anlat
 Bir zaman ne dayan1lmaz güzellikte olduunu
 K1skan1r rengini baharda ye_iller
 Sevda büyüsü gibisin sen Firuze
 Sen nazl1 bir çIçek, bir orman kuytusu
 Hüzün buusu gibisin sen Firuze
 Duru bir su gibi, bazen volkan gibi
 Bazen bir deli rüzgar gibi
 Gözlerinde tela_ y1llar sence yava_
 Acelen ne bekle Firuze
 Sezen Aksu - Firuze - http://motolyrics.com/sezen-aksu/firuze-lyrics-english-translation.html
 Bir gün dönüp bak1nca dü_ler
 0çmi_ olursa yudum yudum y1llar1n1
 Ala, ala Firuze ala... Anlat
 Bir zaman ne dayan1lmaz güzellikte olduunu
 Ac1l1 bir bak1_ yerle_irse eer
 Kirpiinin ucundan göz bebeine
 Her _eyin bedeli var güzelliinin de
 Bir gün gelir ödenir, öde Firuze
 Duru bir su gibi bazen volkan gibi
 Bazen bir deli rüzgar gibi
 Gözlerinde tela_ y1llar sence yava_
 Acelen ne bekle Firuze
Sezen Aksu - Firuze (English translation)
If dreams drink up your years
 When you look back some day
 Cry Firuze cry
 Tell how incredibly beautiful you were once
Green gets jealous in spring of your color
 You are like a love spell Firuze
 A delicate flower, hidden forest cranny
 You are like grape mist Firuze
Green gets jealous in spring of your color
 You are like a love spell Firuze
 A delicate flower, hidden forest cranny
 You are like grape mist Firuze
Like pure water, sometime a volcano
 Sometimes mad wind
 Haste in your eyes, years are too slow for you
 What your rush wait Firuze
If dreams drink up your yearsSezen Aksu - Firuze - http://motolyrics.com/sezen-aksu/firuze-lyrics-english-translation.html
 When you look back some day
 Cry Firuze cry
 Tell how incredibly beautiful you were once
If a painful look stays
 From edges of your eyelashes to your apple of eye
 There is a price for everything, your beauty too
 One day it will be paid, pay Firuze
If a painful look stays
 From edges of your eyelashes to your apple of eye
 There is a price for everything, your beauty too
 One day it will be paid, pay Firuze
Like pure water, sometime a volcano
 Sometimes mad wind
 Haste in your eyes, years are too slow for you
 What your rush wait Firuze
