Fırtınalar [English translation]

Everybody I love looks like you

Something like this never happened to me not even once

I had assumptions, beliefs,

What I've told and understood

I searched, sometimes I found them all of a sudden while searching

But you were never there

To see that beautiful face

(I) woke in the middle of the night

(His) dried lips opens up and smiles to me

Or says something

If we're living, if we're living

Living like this worths everything

Who or what is another person other than you

I don't know

Somebody rang the bell

No, I 'm not hearing it

There's a storm in your chest

I'm listening you, my love

They say great love ends

Okay, I'm not afraid

Army came with their horses I'm not leaving

I multiplied questions with problems

(But) I'm not dividing them to you my love (All of them are mine)

My love, my love

• Artist:Kalben
• Album:Kalben