[Şanışer]
There is neither a lover nor a tomorrow, my history is lost
The sentences have withered in my Hands
[Şanışer]
My soul finds melancholy, is there any sound in the songs?
The land is as mysterious as the echos
Pain spreads over, lie
I can't wish summer, the wheather is snowy all the time
Attitude against me as if I am not heard
I always wanted to do good
Was late to do so but
It was cold lover, I planted the desert in those I came to
Our innocence is dead now
Everyone, everyone seeing has fucked the blind.
Blood has won, became rain, has rained lover as false promises
I said it shall be good but however all nice parties I attended ended badly
It may arrive, drop on the roof, It may arrive, the chimney flow
If I called you my misery your face burned, you wouldn't be able to write given your discomfort
The high-waters will burn let it stay a secret
I am not leaving it is difficult to accept
You can run away, even from your destiny, but not from yourself.
[Şanışer]
Don't ameliorate my desire even though it breakes my heart
I am about to bend my soul, I died....
The nights become my nightmare once again, run riot oh, I cannot believe that
[Şanışer]
There is neither a lover nor a tomorrow, my history is lost
The sentences have withered in my Hands
I held my toungue, it is a shame that I lie
Fate constantly gives me pain
[Sehabe]
If time would heal all wounds it would be a Nurse
I am not hoping for someone else's help
I lied to be honest
Life is a bicycle, time is a slope
I call the bear a bear while crossing the Bridge
I don't live disgracing myself
I don't adapt myself, I humiliate
People used to be pawns are made queens
I am not looking anymore, understand?
The sharks should be barking
A human being would take it up, is it humanity?
I don't think so
They were weapons all along while I was a dove
I cut my ties to whomever I had some, threw them away
We are lacking happiness now
I threw fuel entering the flames
He said "I am sure, I am sure"
He wasted me, this guys hope is crazy, what caused me saying "Try me?"
Let's talk frankly
Was about to believe him but his face ist painted
Some become men calling money their big brother
Call us fools for not worshipping
The clouds dress up black around here
Look!
Our sky isn't blue
[Şanışer]
There is neither a lover nor a tomorrow, my history is lost
The sentences have withered in my Hands
I held my toungue, it is a shame that I lie
Fate constantly gives me pain