Aklım Hep Sende - Hakkı Yalçın Şarkıları, Vol. 1

Love here is not the kind that is calculated or rational. It is that feeling that burns from within and makes a person a willing prisoner - happy, stubborn, and a little reckless. When even in your dreams you keep someone in your inner vision, as if you can protect them with your attention alone. And it doesn't matter what you get for it - heaven or hell, sin or salvation. The main thing is that your heart beats to the rhythm of “until your last breath.” You don't ask for such a feeling, and you don't let it go. It decides for itself how long you have left to breathe without it.