Ah, look at all the lonely people!Ah, look at all the lonely people! Ah, tüm şu yalnız insanlara bak!Ah, tüm şu yalnız insanlara bak! Eleanor RigbyPicks up the rice in the church where a wedding has beenLives in a dreamWaits at the windowWearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the doorWho is