Sustukların Büyür İçinde [English translation]

With selfish

Soulless

And eyes staring vacantly

You're standing in front of me

With your strange shape

This is not the first time

Bu saying "this is the last time"

Has never hurt

Like this before

As you're going

Take your black notebook with you

So that you can write your

Last words and

How two-faced you are

Wherever you go

As you're facing to yourself

Nobody hears

So you can lie

Cities that you left

Unfinished poems

And things for which you hushed grow in you

Wherever you go...

Why does

A plain paper stay

On the table

With your favourite pen

If I hadn't come so early

Would you write on it

"Stay there where I left you,but be happy"

As you're going

Take your black notebook with you

So that you can write your

Last words and

How two-faced you are

Wherever you go

As you're facing to yourself

Nobody hears

So you can lie

Cities that you left

Unfinished poems

And things for which you hushed grow in you

Wherever you go

With selfish

Soulless

And eyes staring vacantly

You'll be standing in front of me

With your strange shape