Kadir

they can't

Tanrım!

You got no puta idea

You got no puta idea

Bilmez yakını, ırağı

oldu

fuck sake

back to town

I amb

kamyonlar yine kavun taşır

Exactly.

OH FUCK SAKE CANIM

s

Millet size kanalize mi olacak?

Bilmem anlatabiliyor muyum?

・ω・)σ

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

By Dylan Thomas

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

sure dear

ses deneme 1 ki

hey yo

lovely

not died in the winter yet

deprem bu ülkenin yalanı oğlum yalanı. hepinizin evinde mümkünse avize var

deprem bu ülkenin yalanı oğlum yalanı. hepinizin evinde mümkünse avize var

All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us

don't jix it demedim mi gı?