In this hazy daze, my mind is lost

Drifting through the smoky fog, I pay the cost…

I think there is no song I could sing for you

A song that I could take you to my world

Bence güzel şiir yazmak değil marifet olan

Bence en güzel şiir başkalarının kendilerince anlam kattıkları ama aslında hiç alakası olmayanlardır

I’m only shining in the golden hour

With my silver heart

I'm finding your soul in the rhymes.

Your smell is reminding me of the wild thymes.

Like the wind rustling through the grass