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I LOOK INTO MY GLASS

I LOOK INTO MY GLASS,
AND SEE MY WASTING SKIN,
AND SAY WOULD GOD IT CAME TO PASS,
MY HEART HAD SHRUNK AS THIS.

BUT TIME TO MAKE ME GRIEVE,
PART STEELS LETS PART ABIDE,
AND SHAKES THIS FRAGILE FRAME,
WITH THROBBINGS OF NOON TIDE.

FOR THEN I UNDISTREST,
BY HEARTS GROWN COLD TO ME,
COULD LONELY WAIT MY ENDLESS REST,
WITH EQUANIMITY.

BUT TIME TO ME MAKE ME GRIEVE,
PART STEALS LETS PART ABIDE,
AND SHAKES THIS FRAGILE FRAME,
WITH THROBBINGS OF NOON TIDE.

SÖZ : KÖFTE
MÜZİK : SERDAR KARAŞİN