bugün
- kadınlar tipe bakmaz25
- en nefret ettiğiniz ülke8
- namaz kılan tecavüzcü kılmayandan daha iyidir9
- nervionun kedisi8
- gideon reid morgan jj21
- paraya ihtiyacım var8
- true'nin gay olması24
- ülkesi abd ce işgal edilsin isteyen mal cemaatçi11
- kedimin boğazımı sıkması11
- arkadaşlar sizce bu gömlek nasıl17
- gideon reid morgan jj silik yesin kampanyası12
- yalnızlığın anlaşıldığı anlar17
- stanley termos18
- hayat bombokken bir şey olup daha da bombok olması8
- ağzı burnu kırılmak istenen sözlük yazarları13
- arkadaşlar sınava çalışıyorum birşey diyor musunuz18
- köşeyi dönmek için yapılacaklar11
- erkek dediğin efendi olmalı10
- manyak olmaya karar verdim15
- 22 haziran 2024 türkiye-portekiz maçı84
- sözlükte erkek sanılmak10
- 4 karısı 2 kız arkadaşı olan işsiz adam9
- samet akaydın21
- fener'in devletten yaklaşık 2 milyar tl istemesi11
- bir hatundan istemek9
- hangi sözlük yazarının tipini merak ediyorsunuz31
- milliyetçi olmamak19
- kızıl saç vs siyah saç13
- gece yazıp gündüz yazmayan erkek31
- tacikistan'da başörtü takılması tamamen yasaklandı29
- nervio'nun kartoncu çocuğun ellerini kıskanması9
- insan olmaya ceyrek kala15
- karton toplayan çocuğun elleri17
- kıymanın kilosunun 90 tl olması12
- israil lübnan savaşı13
- anın görüntüsü13
- bir kadının bir erkeğe arkanda ben varım demesi12
- abdülkerim bardakçı15
- larisalisa20
- iran'ın pkk'ya eğitim verdiği iddiası8
- yazarların en büyük dilekleri14
- yaşamak için geçerli sebepler19
- gecenin şarkısı9
- ilim vs bilim9
- incil çok uzun'ya okurken sıkılıyorum12
- hacda aşırı sıcaktan 500 den fazla kişinin ölmesi12
- çıkma teklifi etmek22
- kürtlerin dünya lideri olduğu gerçeği17
- sözlük yazarları nasıl eğleniyor13
- nihavend longa9
başka dünyalardan gelmiş bir sol invictus şarkısı.. sepya bu şarkı.. kesinlikle.
And in the days of to come,
The sound of iron and the sound of drums.
And in the days of to come,
The earth shall seethe and the clouds will bleed.
And in the days of to come,
Will we be drowned in a sea of scum?
And in the days of to come,
Will man spew out a bastard son?
But from the forest and the field,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And beneath the turning of the sun's wheel,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from a womb of growing corn,
We are reborn, we are reborn.
Her moon that lights us til the dawn,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And in the days that will be,
The doors of hope will have no key.
And in the days that will be,
No books or gods, only greed.
And in the days it will show,
That the rule of gold will drag us low.
And in great halls where treason breeds,
Even noble hearts become diseased.
But from the forest and the field,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And beneath the turning of the sun's wheel,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from a womb of growing corn,
We are reborn, we are reborn.
Her moon that lights us til the dawn,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from the forest and from the field,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And beneath the turning of the sun's wheel,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from a womb of growing corn,
We are reborn, we are reborn.
Her moon that leads us to the dawn,
Here she comes, here she comes.
Here she comes, here she comes.
Here she comes, here she comes.
And in the days of to come,
The sound of iron and the sound of drums.
And in the days of to come,
The earth shall seethe and the clouds will bleed.
And in the days of to come,
Will we be drowned in a sea of scum?
And in the days of to come,
Will man spew out a bastard son?
But from the forest and the field,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And beneath the turning of the sun's wheel,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from a womb of growing corn,
We are reborn, we are reborn.
Her moon that lights us til the dawn,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And in the days that will be,
The doors of hope will have no key.
And in the days that will be,
No books or gods, only greed.
And in the days it will show,
That the rule of gold will drag us low.
And in great halls where treason breeds,
Even noble hearts become diseased.
But from the forest and the field,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And beneath the turning of the sun's wheel,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from a womb of growing corn,
We are reborn, we are reborn.
Her moon that lights us til the dawn,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from the forest and from the field,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And beneath the turning of the sun's wheel,
Here she comes, here she comes.
And from a womb of growing corn,
We are reborn, we are reborn.
Her moon that leads us to the dawn,
Here she comes, here she comes.
Here she comes, here she comes.
Here she comes, here she comes.
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