Ben sana mecburum [English translation]

I'm bound to you, you can't know

I keep your name in my mind like a nail

Your eyes get bigger and bigger

I'm bound to you, you can't know

I'm warming me inside with you

The trees are getting prepared for the autumn

Is this city that old istanbul?

The clouds are breaking up in the dark

Street lamps are suddenly on

Smell of rain on sidewalks

I'm bound to you, you're not here

To love is sometimes sordidly frightening

One gets tired suddenly at a nightfall

Because of living in captivity at the mouth of a razor

Sometimes his passion breaks his hands

Extracts several lives from his life

Sometimes whichever door he knocks

A naughty humming of loneliness behind it

A poor phonograph is playing in Fatih

A friday from the olden times is playing

If I stop and listen at a corner undisturbed

If I bring to you an unused sky

The weeks are moldering in my hands

Whatever I do, whatever I hold, wherever I go

I'm bound to you, you're not here

Maybe you're the blue dotted child in June

Oh, no one knows you, no one

A cargo boat is leaking at your lonely eyes

Maybe you're getting on a plane at Yeşilkoy

Maybe you're soggy, getting the shiver

Maybe you're blind, broken, in haste

A bad wind is taking your hair away

Whenever I think of a life

Maybe it's hard in this table of wolves

Shameless, but without soiling our hands

Whenever I think of a life

Saying "be quiet" I'm beginning with your name

Your secret seas are moving through me inside

No, it won't be any other way

I am bound to you, you can't know