Bize Susmak Yakışır [Öfke] [English translation]

Die if you want to, but I can’t sleep with you tonight

Because, there is still infidelity poison in your blood

Smash everything if you want to, but it doesn’t suit my man

Because there is still inability slit on your palate

Words are sometimes like a knife

They cut your tongue and lips.

And you just lose your grasp on serenity

Loyalty is sometimes like a kid

It receives weakness with open arms

Death has lesser price than the uttered words

Go now, otherwise our ashes will meld

Be quiet now, keeping quite suits us

Go now, otherwise our ashes will meld

Be quiet now, keeping quite suits us

My heart, stop already, stopping suits us.

With a navel cord of a stillborn love

We tried to hold on to life.

Compassion sometimes disguises itself as a beautiful heart

But it actually hides a coward under its skin.

Making love sometimes disguises itself as a forbidden fruit

And it hides taints with its patch made out of skin.

Go now, otherwise our ashes will meld

Be quiet now, keeping quite suits us

Go now, otherwise our ashes will meld

Be quiet now, keeping quite suits us

My heart, stop already, stopping suits us.

• Artist:Model
• Album:Levlâ'nın Hikâyesi (2013)