Olmasa Mektubun [English translation]

If there was not your letter,

If there was not the things you have written,

Who could believe,

That you and I broke up?

Don't think that the pain of the heart

can be forgotten with the time.

Don't think that you can live,

with forgetting everything.

What was the thing that was keeping us together?

What was the thing that 'connected' our hands?

No, don't tell me our impossible love.

Love means being able to make a lot of sacrifices.

Have a look at the past,

How many memories does it hold.

Where's that tavern?

Where's that cinema?

You cannot live again,

with the wasted time.

Now that it is too late

Don't look for it.