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Son Ütücü

Sen ol yanımda rüzgar essin
Fırtına ister nefesimi kessin
Bize her yer Roma her yer Paris
Kırışan yüreğime son ütücü sensin

Bana bir şey olmaz, yeterim dünyaya
Elimde ellerin, yanımda sen oldukça
Aşarız denizleri batmadan fırtınada
Bir liman buluruz oturmadan karaya
Bir liman buluruz oturmadan karaya

Sen ol yanımda rüzgar essin
Fırtına ister nefesimi kessin
Bize her yer Roma her yer Paris
Kırışan yüreğime son ütücü sensin

Sen ol yanımda rüzgar essin
Fırtına ister nefesimi kessin
Bize her yer Roma her yer Paris
Kırışan yüreğime son ütücü sensin

Bana bir şey olmaz, yeterim dünyaya
Elimde ellerin, yanımda sen oldukça
Aşarız denizleri batmadan fırtınada
Bir liman buluruz oturmadan karaya
Bir liman buluruz oturmadan karaya

Sen ol yanımda rüzgar essin
Fırtına ister nefesimi kessin
Bize her yer Roma her yer Paris
Kırışan yüreğime son ütücü sensin

Sen ol yanımda rüzgar essin
Fırtına ister nefesimi kessin
Bize her yer Roma her yer Paris
Kırışan yüreğime son ütücü sensin

Sen ol yanımda rüzgar essin
Fırtına ister nefesimi kessin
Bize her yer Roma her yer Paris
Kırışan yüreğime son ütücü sensin

Last Ironer

You be by my side, let the wind blow
A storm may come, take my breath away
To us, everywhere is Rome, everywhere is Paris
To my wrinkled heart, you are the last ironer

I'll be fine, I'm enough for the world
Your hands in mine, and you by my side
We'll cross the seas, without sinking in the storm
We'll find a harbor, without settling ashore
We'll find a harbor, without settling ashore

You be by my side, let the wind blow
A storm may come, take my breath away
To us, everywhere is Rome, everywhere is Paris
To my wrinkled heart, you are the last ironer

You be by my side, let the wind blow
A storm may come, take my breath away
To us, everywhere is Rome, everywhere is Paris
To my wrinkled heart, you are the last ironer

I'll be fine, I'm enough for the world
Your hands in mine, and you by my side
We'll cross the seas, without sinking in the storm
We'll find a harbor, without settling ashore
We'll find a harbor, without settling ashore

You be by my side, let the wind blow
A storm may come, take my breath away
To us, everywhere is Rome, everywhere is Paris
To my wrinkled heart, you are the last ironer

You be by my side, let the wind blow
A storm may come, take my breath away
To us, everywhere is Rome, everywhere is Paris
To my wrinkled heart, you are the last ironer

You be by my side, let the wind blow
A storm may come, take my breath away
To us, everywhere is Rome, everywhere is Paris
To my wrinkled heart, you are the last ironer