Hırka [English translation]

You messed me up, look.

I am tidying myself.

Then, tell about it a little bit.

Is everything ok like you?

Mine's not.

What you said is not happening.

Saying goodbye is easy.

For who's going bye bye, I say.

I have a trouble..

What should I listen nowadays?

Whatever comes my mind,

You are the subject.

They never stopped telling about you.

I think this songs know you.

While suddenly I was hugging a bullet of goodbye

I leave all the streets of this city.

I couldn't get on well with her

I couldn't deal with her smell.

Your sweater is still hung up in my life.