TV series: Wren — songbird (Çalıkuşu) (2013). Page 1

I didn't know how to show your love. My classmates were right. I was shy as a savage, I thought, to love so have the right to destroy.

This watch should appeal to the girl who sees one eye the dreams, and the other stars.

I'm like in another country, one not know the language. I feel emotional pain. Why? Maybe it's loneliness? I'm lost, lost in himself. This feeling of hurt, suffering, not allowing to breathe. Sometimes I think my heart is in the blood, it lies on the ground, trampled, wounded. Lies and asking for help.

- Do you have a girlfriend like you?
- At me?
- Yes, but which is not able to climb trees and not to throw stones.
- What?
- I would be married.

My father was no different from the student who can not answer the teacher's questions. But our favorite parents should know that children believe all these excuses, and excuses. After the conversation with my dad I slept during the day and not at night. Of course, it was outrageous, sleeping in class the student. I always fell asleep in class and nobody with me could not handle. I had nothing to do with your eyes, the day they closed, weird. But now I know Kamran. At that time he did not see my eyes, and could not love me. I know that only he could help me deal with this, but he wouldn't.

They say that to love means giving someone the power to destroy you and trust that he never will use it. When you gave me this power, Feride? If I knew... I was afraid of you, very much afraid. It was a dangerous game... we both were not ready to believe the deceptive spring? And if it could bloom, Feride, who could cause us to wither, but ourselves?

Life consists of winds. They run and fly away, to fly away, but to live doesn't mean to wait when the storm will subside. Dance in the rain, jump in the "Classics" when you have sore feet... I mean life is a serious event. All the bad in life when something takes place, after a long and painful night comes morning. There is no escape. Are you going to work in the line of duty, but your soul will live on hope. And you will win, because the sun rises only for those who know how to hope. You have no right to despair. Hope... there is.

Kamran eyes staring back at me. Oh, mother, how worried the look.
Two brown cherry look at me. Two good, warming fire.
Their warm light beckons and calls my soul melting the ice.
I'm afraid to go blind, looking at the fire.
To look, look, admire, but not touch.
I thought of the gentle eyes, when my father, the war burned to ashes.
The native name for the raw plate. All that was left a poor orphan.
Then in the soul dried up the will to live, I wanted to bury myself.
And the only light deep brown eyes, I was a mainstay at this difficult time.
And those who were with childhood close to me, I was scolded for my sins.
For what to me this world is cruel, that, loving, suffering Wren...

The most important is not much to love. Everyone loves a lot, but it's not enough. It is important to love beautiful. No one can love as beautifully as you.

No matter what, you pulled me out of the darkness you became my light, you brought me back to life. You saved me from death. I swear, I will live you alone, I'll live only for you. Let everyone say what they want for all I care. You became my soul and I will cherish this soul.

You know the story about the refugees? When they chose the path of sadness and longing, the place where they find peace and I want time to stand still, immigrants call Home.

Don't be upset.
Allah is near us. Sick is your heart? Does it hurt? And if it did not hurt? Then something touched your heart, then there's still hope.
Don't be upset.
If the Breasts hurt hopelessness and sadness, it means that the heart is not a stone.
Don't be upset.
If you do not know where to go from hopelessness, then you're on the verge of a big consolation. You'll get through this threshold is noble, not kneeling.
Don't be upset.
If you are melting snow in the mountains, who you trust, tomorrow in the mountain valleys bloom flowers. If heart explode inside of you from the falling leaves, only to come spring.
Don't be upset.
Because he believes in you, why don't you believe in yourself?

Fate is written with a pen, the ink which flow from the human heart.

So I cheated on you, we need to be real lovers. How do I know the way you look sweet look. How do you scratch your neck when you're trying to escape. As you can't put two words to say when they are cornered. As you play with the collar of the dress to go unnoticed. You sneeze because of flying through the air of pollen. That you still love spring, despite the fact that cold. Freezing in the winter and summer. What do you put five sugars in his tea. To be true lovers, I must know all that...