Şansın Bol Olsun [English translation]

Much runned me , and yet 'wha have l found?

As l was saying '' he'll love '' away the love l gave.

l became unsure of the paths to follow, at the end,

Me too became lost.

Allways believed l, yet wronged.

l was your flower, now became l a word for gossip.

l eroded am like a candle, at the end,

Me too became a nought!

Even if you were to desire me now,

You'll not find me easily.

l only have a single word for you,

May you have luck plenty .

Has my clearing off, cautered not you ?

Face of yours has crimsoned, ached not your heart ?

Has separation not been a cure for you ?

The last word l said am, are you not hard done by it ?