what mum said: love your hometown nowhere is better then there
Rabieh annem dedi:
ashıq vatan yaxşıdı katan kuyneh yaxşıdı
ozge diyar cennet olsa genede vatan yaxşıdı
Azizim , vatan yaxşı Geymeye ketan yaxşi
Gezmeye,qarib ölke Ölmeye ,veten yaxşi
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I miss that wonderful smell of oak fume, in the evening's of grape garden.
How wonderful nights those were.
How wonderful was childhood.
The harmony of cicadas, oak leafs crunch with whisper of the wind.
I wish ı were swinging under my grandpas huge walnut tree at night while listening to mum's voice coming from garden house and disappears my fear.
I miss those days...
I miss there...
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