En Güzel Hikâyem [English translation]

My ears are exploding from the quietness,

I'm dying from the tiredness.

Flies are clinging to my body, They aren't going...

When I hit them, blood is spreading.

I seperated the sea, I passed from a love,

I threw my sand pouch, I touched leaves...

but it's as if you've laid down, I felt my skin

and my sweat flowed amongst my fingers.

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

My blood is speeding up in my veins from time to time,

My signs are in my neck, the blood plates in the mirror.

I'm looking while a jigsaw puzzle is being completed...

Your heart became a big part that was made incomplete.

Sometimes I'm enwrapped to a body.

Dip into my finger, look at the savour,

my eyes aren't trying to make love dim out.

Sometimes, whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Sometimes, whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

A bitter taste is staying in my mouth.

Sometimes I swallow, forget, then I spit it out.

Sometimes I realize the facts, wake up, with a breath by my side...it has no name, it has a ridge

To me it's curved, and it's twisted.

I'm turning to cold, I'm crying for water,

Look inside..I'm not sobering up, and I'm not understanding.

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Underneath my skin, successful parting notes were written.

Suicidal notes were tossed.

I'm hitting the streets, my body is to it's imaginings, my life is again on my shoulders.

My pain will take refuge and break free of women so that it will go away...

is it 15 minutes?sometimes..

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

It's over.

It was hard, but it's over.

I could not create another heart.

your body was skinny, perhaps you had a strong heart.

It is a map, but it was so dull...

It was a rough thing having love in my bone marrow,

I endured it; I pushed and it didnt fit, It didnt force back and it didn't enter

but I squeezed and dirty blood

poured from my wounds

To improve it I licked it, Like it had passed

then I slide a knife into my chest

because my condition to believe didnt stay...

It's over. It was hard, but it's over.

Sometimes, whatever you do, it doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Sometimes, whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Don't be scared, I know hurt, and treatment

Impossibleness' sour taste

Yesterday I looked at people, one's own grime from my mosque

They were abandoned from their wounds.

Untill you interrupted me, I swam but

when you weren't looking, I left a decision to myself

I sank like a rock...

It burned, It was crossed out, but by crying I watched patiently

a film that I loved so much

Now, for you alone I'm sad.

It's over. It was hard, but it's over.

I already have no strength,

I have no face, I have no hope,

but know that it was quite a different fantasy.

It was torture, occasionally it was beautiful

but I understand from your voice

you got away

the stop was entered, it ended

my most beautiful story...

That was hard, I tried my best :D Enjoy.