Küskün [English translation]

Another day is ending,

taking away my life.

My memories are on the table,

I cry with these memories.

How lovely that spring was...

The rest was a waste, was pain.

The longer I live,

the better I remember...

Is this going somewhere?

The ups and downs never end.

If I'm drinking every night,

my shoulders are collapsing.

Whoever I ask, they're always silent.

Doors become walls again.

As you forget,

I remember so well...

It reminds you of a feeling from long ago

Will someone familiar come off those boats?

Won't she stay for a few days,

and ask me how I'm doing?

The heart is already resentful.

The heart is already resentful.

The heart is already resentful.