“One more time with you” by Burak Sismanoglu

Looking at your face after hours and hours,

asking myself questions: What is next? Are you my butterfly?

In my lonely and selfish small world, found you

up on the hill under the sunlight, trying to figure out your hopeful and friendly mimics.

I saw you, smelling the beautiful flowers and playing with the butterflies, childishness and happiness.

We laid down and stopped for a while, brightness and darkness.

I may regret my lack of love looking at your lovely and gorgeous face.

I slowly whispered, can't lose you this time forever, after years and years!

Nature slapped my face suddenly, sunset is coming and questions are not answered.

I yelled at the evil nature: Why me?

Filling my soul with fear, my mouth is closed and my lifeless eyes are under control.

I am scared for I am afraid of letting you go, without my permission.

All I want is you, catching butterflies and looking each others faces just like the old days.

I know you can unleash your love and can get a second chance to see you one more time.

But I will find your footsteps wherever you go, beautifulness and loneliness,

disappeared on my tired eyes.