Rüyalara Sor [English translation]

You're cure of every woe

Is there no any other way?

At least smile a bit longer

This may become my last hope

It's hard to wake up without you

Come and ask dreams

I hardly recover myself

Put your hand to your heart

Not ashamed as looking my eyes

My lungs ruin...

As my dreams are sinking into middle of nowhere

Your hands disappearing

As your leaving touches our wound

It preys upon

Although I hope to see spring

As looking for a way out, winter becomes harsher

• Artist:Mustafa Ceceli