De Ozledim — Mithat Korler Ben

Mithat Körler's soulful rendition of tells a story of deep, aching nostalgia and the heavy weight of silence between two people who once shared everything.

The old coastal town of Eskişehir felt different under the amber glow of the streetlamps. For Selim, every corner was a landmine of memories. He sat in a small, dimly lit tea garden, the kind where the steam from the glasses blends with the evening mist. Suddenly, the radio crackled to life, and the familiar, velvety voice of began to sing. "Ben de özledim, ben de..." (I missed you, too...) Mithat Korler Ben De Ozledim

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"Gözlerimde tüter oldun..." (You have become the smoke in my eyes...) dimly lit tea garden