



A winter morning
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35x50 watercolor on paper a winter morning
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I was a child standing at the gate of paradise, oh
The moon is growing, growing
It was angry at sins too
But for those who burn with love
The night has no mercy
I understood the meaning
Of some defeats
I can't say another word but understand
On a winter morning, with the memory of love
I cannot erase destiny
I can't bear to hurt you either
I can't bear it but understand
On a winter morning with the memory of love
I cannot erase destiny, I cannot erase the past
Teoman