Kalp Yarası [English translation]

Knife cuts are all over me,

What you see are stains of blood,

The wound in my heart won't heal again,

A man's mother is crying (his mother),

I've heard people have seen you with a lover,

A stranger's breath with your breath,

You've pinned on a wedding gift of gold traitor,

A cream for your neck.

She was my standard scale now her settings are off, what will I measure with?

I'll go and take off the first dress I see,

I'll cheat until it kills her,

It doesn't work this way and that way,

This doesn't fit my style, period,

My mother did not raise me like that,

Such revenge does not suit my nature.

Ah, how hard is love, a man's tears,

I haven't chosen this, I lived the life I was given,

I hit the bottom, it must be a curse,

Now they're swearing behind their back,

They say I'm suffering deeply,

As I'm bleeding, they think I'm disclaiming humanity,

There's a man babbling at my table every night,

My beloved is on the other side of the river already,

I cannot lose more than I have lost,

And yet, like an ordinary person, I'm suffering.

• Artist:Özcan Deniz
• Album:Sevdazede