Yitirmeden [English translation]

Would you have time to sit and think?

You don't understand before you lose them

Your loved ones are at the end of the road.

Hug that person at every chance,

Instead of crying after they're gone.

Won't bring them back no matter how much you cry.

Maybe they're standing by you,

Your mom and dad, as much as they can,

Even your (older) brother's 47.

Life is like a black box

It opens for everyone when the day comes

But if you ask, it's always too late.

Don't think our good days are over

Maybe we'll never have any better.

But everyday is beautiful still,

It's obvious it's hard to stay close

Always easiest to stay far.

But the hardest is to be alone

Maybe your first lover's sleeping

Next to you, on your left side

Every memory is hung on your wall

Life is like a black box

It opens for everyone when the day comes

But if you ask, it's always too late.

Maybe your first lover's sleeping

Next to you, on your left side

Every memory is hung on your wall

Life is like a black box

It opens for everyone when the day comes

But if you ask, it's always too late.