Brim again insane heart
don’t roar again like oceans
flow again, bloody tears
don’t dam up my way
I became dust on your path
you are jealous too much,
breasting me
you stone hearted mountains
over the mountain’s snowy head
clouds hang up like grapes
untie your tresses for me
will you cry cry in tears
Yunus’s life is blown
pack him away
he saw you in dreams
are you well, are you ill
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