Without even looking back, how many times have you left?
My acceptance of your every state, with my eyes open
I am condemned to longing
My sentence is for life
I am unsolved, you are the murderer
From my phone book of which I made a clean copy
Is it a brand new life that I am expecting?
My heart is as narrow
As the back streets of Asmalı where I lose myself
No, no
Those are not my tears
In your absence, my dreams
Are learning how to swim
No, no
Those are not my tears
In your absence, my dreams
Are learning how to swim