I started to going in night
Arrived to a strange inn
There is no mother nor a father
With a dagger in my back
With a wound in my hand
With a lie in my heart I felt
He said look to the road
It doesn't look like two arms
If they meet or not
They flows thin
They flows thin
Ağacına taşın ve derin suların
Aldığı gibi olabilirsin dedi
Sinendeki hasreti atabilirsin dedi (talking about getting away of longing feeling)
Tell to pillows
Ask to quilts
How my skin got burn for the sunset
I missed him
He missed me