Durma Yağmur Durma [English translation]

I’m wet in the middle of Bosphorus

My tears are hidden in its drops

Don’t stop, rain, don’t stop

My soul is being polished under the Istanbul’s pouring down

Drops are mixed on my cheekbones

Don’t stop, rain, don’t stop

Her name can’t be read already on the stars

Separation is writing on the next tomorrows

Don’t ask me, don’t ask me about her

Don’t ask, don’t ask, fill Bosphorus

You fill it and I’ll gulp it with sorrow

Don’t stop, rain, don’t stop, fill Bosphorus

You fill and I’ll gulp it with lie

Don’t stop, my soul is burning and crackling

Extinguish it, don’t stop, please, don’t stop

Don’t stop, please, don’t stop

Don’t ask me, don’t ask me about her