Like Hurem, a slave doesn't make love like a lady
I fall on my knees before you without shame
a bed for two, but I'm sleeping alone
as if I'm fasting before Ramadan
You know very well, that I've been preserving myself for you,
our first encounter, I will remember forever.
Since then nobody else exists for me,
your touches on my skin
they bind me forever...
...like a stamp, on paper, in a casing,
and when they are gentle, and when they hurt,
like chains of this love...
(Chorus)
Like Hurem, I don't allow anyone to touch what is mine,
not out of love or spite;
Because love doesn't choose its victims,
as long as the soul is restless
Like Hurem
a slave doesn't make love like a lady
I fall on my knees before you without shame
a bed for two, but I'm sleeping alone
as if I'm fasting before Ramadan
You know very well, that I've been preserving myself for you,
our first encounter, I will remember forever.
I'm dreaming about you; come, come, my precious,
all this that you can see, everything is yours,
yours for years already.
I'm calling you, come because those that count
my every tear
will never love you the way I do...
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