Günahın Boynuma [English translation]

Come, your sin is mine, come

Stop, take a little break

Your longing has exhausted me

At least, come to chat with me, one day

I lit the candles before a hope

I looked in the mirror, I also drove scents

I made a scratch on the black covered book, woe

Wow, again, those new sorrows are my predestination

My darling is dragging my love

to the mountains and to the rivers

She wants both freedom and love

Wow for me, "I'm: wow"

My darling is trying her strength on me

Her rose face is toward the strangers

Both are easy and very difficult, oh

Wow for me, "I'm: wow"