nar ciceginden haylazim gul dalindan hovarda
"It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree:
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale."
[Shakespeare]
posted by NeLLy at 06:17
1 Comments:
nar cicegi kokusu vardi. eski zamanlardan birinde. soguktu hava o zamanlar. ruzgar eserdi iki gri bina arasinda. haci baba yagindan hoslanmazdi kimileri. ama biz severdik nar cicegi kokusunu.
nar cicegi turuncu olur. kirmiziya donen bir turuncu.
nar ciceginden haylazim. gul dalindan hovarda, demis sair. guzel demis.
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