Helplessly Hoping [Turkish translation]

Helplessly hoping,

her harlequin hovers nearby

awaiting a word.

Gasping at glimpses

of gentle true spirit, he runs

wishing he could fly

only to trip at the sound of goodbye.

Wordlessly watching,

he waits by the window and wonders

at the empty place inside.

Heartlessly helping

himself to her bad dreams, he worries.

Did he hear a goodbye?

Or even hello?

They are one person.

They are two alone.

They are three together.

They are for each other.

Stand by the stairway,

you'll see something certain to tell you

confusion has its cost.

Love isn't lying,

it's loose in a lady who lingers,

saying she is lost

and choking on hello

They are one person.

They are two alone.

They are three together.

They are for each other.