About the group
--Lyrics--
LEYLA
Inside the game they call it love Is there any happiness there She keeps on waiting for word Will her child of glad tidings be born
When she looks in the mirror Crimson tears
Maybe she's mad, maybe she's Leyla She mourns in red Maybe she longs, maybe she regrets With all her childlike dreams Maybe she's mad, maybe she's Leyla She mourns in red Maybe one day, maybe never Still she waits with hope
All alone in Rumi's city Did it have to come to this Inside the game they call it love Is there any peace there
When she looks in the mirror Crimson tears
Maybe she's mad, maybe she's Leyla She mourns in red Maybe she longs, maybe she regrets With all her childlike dreams Maybe she's mad, maybe she's Leyla She mourns in red Maybe one day, maybe never Still she waits with hope
Maybe she's mad, maybe she's Leyla She mourns in red Maybe she longs, maybe she regrets With all her childlike dreams Maybe she's mad, maybe she's Leyla She mourns in red Maybe she longs, maybe she regrets With all her childlike dreams Maybe she's mad, maybe she's Leyla She mourns in red Maybe one day, maybe never Still she waits with hope
Lineup
- Halil İbrahim KAPÇI· Electric Guitar
- Fatih YILDIZ· Lead Vocals
- Hulusi Mehmet YURDANUR· Bass Guitar
- Emre ÖZKALAYCI· Drums
Track
Leyla
4 SAYILI HAREKET