Güya [English translation]

There will not be a morning of this night

I know you are irreplaceable

Just when i wanted to tell you many things

My silent tongue will never speak again

I gathered my stuff

I want to get carried away

Dont take my wine

I want to drink more

Because off a faithless

I want to be in jail

My tomorrows sworn off the yesterdays

I want to break my vow

Supposedly supposedly supposedly

İts a dream a dream a dream

Supposedly supposedly supposedly

She was supposed to be in love with me

• Artist:Irmak Arıcı