Hangi ayrılık [English translation]

Which lover is as insensitive and heartless like yourself?

And which lover is as helpless as myself?

Is there a separation which bleeds and hurts like this?

And which stone heart cries as much as me?

Which day did you decide, to leave with a bang?

Which fine word of mine touched a nerve so subtly?

Which bus, tell me, which plane, which train?

That took you away, that makes me chirp like a bird.

Which breakable hands now surround your waist?

Which wind sings a song on your Moon God skin?

Which ugly lie did you give up on our beautiful utopia?

Which gasbag did you reveal our most private secrets to?

Which glass should i smash my head against?

Which door should i break my shoulder against?

Which tavern shall i go crazy at, which tables to scatter?

Me and my stupid head, I'll smash it against a police station wall.

Throw myself on the streets, under the cars.

Which option will kill me faster?

Shall i place a missing person's add instead off searching city to city?

Should i place a reward, to bring you dead or alive?

Which separation hurts like a toothache that constantly throbs?

Which glass cut is there that drips like a trap inside me?

I don't think so!..

My sick heart cannot withstand this much longer!

Even Feriştah couldn't sit and wait with their hands tied up.

Which blessed prayer, which monk would cure you to return?

Which stupid excuse would convince my burning fire to subside?

How could you? How?

How could you do this to a man like me?

What you call love, is it a handkerchief?

That you scrunch and throw aside?

LOYALTY, is it that basic? Can you buy it? Sell it?

Which thief stole you out of my ripped pocket?

Which pliers broke us apart?

Which sinister porter carried your luggage?

Which cleaner sweept away your trace?

Which star hotel spread its sheets to hide you?

Which fancy view tricked you so easily?

Which fake look took your attention away so quickly?

Which pink promises appealed to your innocent heart?

Crushing a mountain of a man!....

Which mother type of shiny disiple, which binge did you make your laugh a meze?

Which cannibals did you feed our dreams to?

Which critters stomped on our untouched love?

Which knife will now cut my accumulated resentment?

Which bullet will distribute my belief towards people?

Which guard, which police can hold me down?

And which water will be able to forgive?

Which place of worship will clean you?

How is the separation.