Bir Beyaz Orkide [English translation]

Not making laugh, not making cry

An insidious arrow, which is not killing

There is no cure for this wound

Who keeps the scabs?

Not making laugh, not making cry

An insidious arrow, which is not killing

There is no cure for this wound

Who keeps the scabs

You took me, my breath

Like an owner with no estaty, premises

You had the original, there is no copy

Put me your slobe

Now it is the flower which is growing..

... cheecky, orphan, landless

Fire in your heart, exile in your chest

You wouldn't do this to me

Now it is the flower which is growing..

... cheecky, orphan, landless

Fire in your heart, exile in your chest

You wouldn't do this to me

Flower...

• Artist:Cihan Mürtezaoğlu