Acılara Tutunmak [English translation]

If the suffering is freedom

We both are free

She's a wren without nest

But I'm a canary in the cage

She wandered one branch to another

Hurled her heart

I divided my heart

To the lines in revolt

Whereas to love was to call

Whereas to love was to miss

Was to find and then lose

A imaginary toy

That was all lies, lies

That was all lies, lies

There was a thing like to love

There was no such a thing like to love

I suffered for days

I suffered with silence

In this short-term sojourn

In this earthquake chaos

I lived through a few thousand years

With holding on to the pain

If the suffering is freedom

We both were free

Remains from the pain are

Here that glances

Mist in my eyes are

The sunset clouds

That was all lies, lies

That was all lies, lies

There was sweeping away

In separate orbits

• Artist:Teoman