Üstüme Basıp Geçme Yar [English translation]

Even if you release my hand

Your love is sufficient for me

I will be thirsty for your kissing

I will console myself but won't speak

I say maybe it is a lie,a game

But still fear takes me over

What a pity, it slowly fell down into my heart

Isn't these fake lovings are actually hatred

I feel cold even if I hug you

As if you are not the other half of my bed

My revolt is against my burning

Even the death is quiet

Is that you who looked back and walked away, o woman?

My pride would fall on to the ground

Just if you look at my face

Do not trample me darling