Ben daha büyüyorum [English translation]

My mistakes and memories are on my bedside

My dreams full of hope are in my palm

I added existence to this age of mine

My being is familiar to absence too

To call the past to account

I have no braveness any more

Withering like flowers

Shame on such loves

This heart burned, it burned with love

Now I am hitting the road

Even if I live through sorrow

I am still growing up.