Turkish music
LYRICS
Ne guz ne guller ister
bu kalp bir sende titrer
yak hadi durma
senin bu kuller
ne yazi ne kisi bekler
bu kalp bir seni özler
vur hadi durma senin bu izler
Bana sen lazimsin
Teseli aramak zor gelir
giden sevgili arkasindan
yürek paramparca bir halde
bedenim darmadagin
giderken dökulen göz yaslarin
ne ilk ne son
sadece zamansiz yasandi hersey
anladim sana gec kaldi bu ömur
darmaduman
birakip bir kenara yasanan herseyi
atiyorum kendimi gecelere
bir baska sevgilide avunurum diye
surundu bu gönul elden ele
TRANSLATION
Neither autumn, nor roses, it wants
this heart only trembles for you
Come, ignite it, go ahead
The ashes are yours.
Neither summer, nor winter, it waits for
this heart only misses you.
Come, beat it down, go ahead
the prints are yours
You are necessary for me
Finding consolation is difficult
After the beloved that left
My soul is in million pieces
My body is a mess.
The tears after you left,
are not the first and won´t be the last,
Everything was lived untimely
Now I realized, my life has arrived yours late
I put everything we lived in mess and let myself fall into the nights
With the hope to find comfort in another love
my heart was thrown from one hand to the other
LYRICS
Ne guz ne guller ister
bu kalp bir sende titrer
yak hadi durma
senin bu kuller
ne yazi ne kisi bekler
bu kalp bir seni özler
vur hadi durma senin bu izler
Bana sen lazimsin
Teseli aramak zor gelir
giden sevgili arkasindan
yürek paramparca bir halde
bedenim darmadagin
giderken dökulen göz yaslarin
ne ilk ne son
sadece zamansiz yasandi hersey
anladim sana gec kaldi bu ömur
darmaduman
birakip bir kenara yasanan herseyi
atiyorum kendimi gecelere
bir baska sevgilide avunurum diye
surundu bu gönul elden ele
TRANSLATION
Neither autumn, nor roses, it wants
this heart only trembles for you
Come, ignite it, go ahead
The ashes are yours.
Neither summer, nor winter, it waits for
this heart only misses you.
Come, beat it down, go ahead
the prints are yours
You are necessary for me
Finding consolation is difficult
After the beloved that left
My soul is in million pieces
My body is a mess.
The tears after you left,
are not the first and won´t be the last,
Everything was lived untimely
Now I realized, my life has arrived yours late
I put everything we lived in mess and let myself fall into the nights
With the hope to find comfort in another love
my heart was thrown from one hand to the other
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