Aşkın Masum Çocukları [English translation]

When you left my hand

Right under the autumn rains

We were innocent children of love

We were a branch that flourished in the wrong season

My mother told a while ago

Every love has an end

For which wound are your eyes the cure now?

Do your hands still smell like love, I don't know

If only I saw him in this life once again

What kind of love is this? It killed with sorrow

Life has passed, love won't give up on me

• Artist:Funda Arar