The former source text in Turkish has plenty of mistakes... So i'll go ahead with both correct lyrics and a new translation.
Sandık açılsın... Let the chest open...
Dillensin artık bu yürek. This heart should find its tongue.
Taş olup yağsan da her gün, Even if you become stone and rain down everyday,
nedir bilmez kalbin taşken -kendine. your heart doesn't know it when it's stoned -to itself.
Dilden başlar terbiye. Manners is originated in tongue.
Dil döken her kulun hatrına. For the sake of every man who preached.
Sade yıldızlar mıdır hediyen? Is your gift merely the stars?
Alır başın her gün gör diye. They leave away everyday for you to see.
Çürüttünüz gömmeden beni. You caused me to decay before burying.
Derde derman arar durur bu yürek, This heart keeps searching for it's remedy,
biçare... helpless...
Her doğuş bir bayram olur; Every birth becomes a feast;
her kayıp bir yıkımdır, every loss is a havoc,
bir eziyet... a suffering...