Bir Melek Vardı [English translation]

There used to be an angel

Who whispered of love

I am left with the dream of those enchanted hands.

Sleep is impossible

Hope is merciless

Even the sun told itself

That rising was meaningless

I cried my eyes out

With an empty bottle in my hand

I celebrated tonight

You being held in other arms

Even if I am dying, helpless, all alone,

It is noone's business

Tonight I was like

The empty streets again