Sabahlar uzak [English translation]

Mornings are far away, this love is a trap to me.

Ages has passed, I have no patience left for tomorrows.

Which longing, which loneliness o' mine is at the end of my cigarette

You should have been next to me, next to me now

You left me at the love slopes

I let birds fly, from nights to mornings

At the end of my cigarette, your longing burns

It strikes home, handcuffs my hands

Come fickle, come heartless

I'd not call if it weren't urgent

Come heartless oh kitapsız*

I'm burning with desires for you

I have tears on the mirrors

When I cry, fire breaks out from my tears

If you really loved me believe g in

Would I be waiting the mornings like this

You'd be with me already

You'd not make me wait at 3-5 at night

Since the day I was left without you

I have a hope about reunion

I signed it with my tears in afternoons

If I don't call you, ask you

It doesn't mean I gave up on you

If I were to love like this again I'd have written you off

Come fickle, come heartless

I'd not call if it weren't urgent

Come heartless oh kitapsız*

I'm burning with desires for you

I have tears on the mirrors

When I cry, fire breaks out from my tears

Memories within the mirror

I can't stand, my mind flies away