Cevapsız Çınlama [English translation]

It hurts more than a paper cut

A scar on one's conscience really doesn't go away immediately

Whatever's on my mind, all of it's on my tongue

My judgment left before anyone else did

There's this endless unanswered ringing in my ear

Someone's talking about me, they think I'm in love

Since burning bridges, since tossing it all aside, since forgetting your face, a long time has passed and everything's being erased

Is there an unbroken place that (s)he left in my heart?

What (s)he says and what (s)he does, whatever the reason, are different

The thirst for revenge from the curse of the oppressed is slowly growing

Leave (him/her) alone. I won. Let (him/her) think about it, that poor soul.