The Secret Of The Truth

Suddenly the bird of fortune awoke, Your life from your sweet sleep. He opened the veil of secrecy of his eyes, A born blind.

Blind fortune cut his way with a blunt knife, In the fall of the traveler. Brewed the reunion in his heart, Gathered the shards of your hair.

Cranes flew from eternity, I tasted the bade from the hand of tomorrow. I saw us from the first glass. I was astonished by the power of love.

Sevtap Cak