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WITHOUT YOU Oh my sweet precious Your eyes blue as the deepest ocean It is everything has been gorgeous The cause of all heartbreaks is my bad fortune Oh my flawless dear Your skin as bright as the moon I am trying not to shed a tear The cause I know, I’ll see you moon Oh my darling, sweetheart, dead Now I want your captivity the most I am free as a bird I loved, I fought, I lost Neslihan ÇOLAK Miray Aysu KAZANCIOĞLU,TÜRKİYE