Uzun Ince Bir Yoldayim - Aziza Mustafa Zadeh

We were talking just the other day a day away from here and decided to lock you in a room to let you realize your worth I want to take you on a trip so far away

Hot ropes High hand There's broken mirrors Ground into broken sand That cuts your feet or burns your hands Rugburns Ashes of where you've been Rugburns Keeping

I feel coarse and strain Interrupt my mind again I am being clear I am sad to say, I? m living here I do it all the time I do it all the time It tries to interr

When it goes I feel the crush When I rush it hits me Take the key and spin it 'round Hang the carpet where it was There's a level to be reached There's a chance