Taş Yürek [English translation]

My heart doesn't sprout like the old times

It is starving and thirsty after you

Innocence has been lost in obscurity

I've faced up to love in vain

You've taken the purity of my life away,

By spreading it.

Obviously you are already fine though you've made my sky sad

By drying it.

Why is it so hard for you to love me?

While a heart dies from love, the other one is just decor.

Time makes tired, yet this (agony) fades away in time.

Nobody cries for the stoned heart in you.