Ceket [English translation]

How can a person never feel sorry for himself

He's hurrying into the middle of trouble

And he knows... and he knows he's gonna burn.

And what's it worth, it's just pain

And he knows he'll burn

And what's it worth, it's just pain,

It's just bitter Valentine's Day messages

I'll hit the mountain stone roads

Two shirts, a jacket, a bag.

Leave my shadow tracking don't call anymore

I'll hit the mountain stone roads

Two shirts, a jacket, a bag.

Don't ask me to follow my shadow anymore.

Don't ask for more calls

How can a person never feel sorry for himself

He's hurrying into the middle of trouble,

And he knows he'll burn

And what's it worth, it's just pain

Pain on the bottom

And he knows he'll burn

And what's it worth, it's just pain

I'll hit the mountain stone roads

Two shirts, a jacket, a bag.

Leave my shadow tracking don't call anymore

I'll hit the mountain stone roads

Two shirts, a jacket, a bag.

Leave my shadow tracking don't call anymore

Don't ask for more calls

He wakes up first, he wakes me up

Hello morning Good Morning no life goes by

He wakes up first, he wakes me up

Hello morning Good Morning no life goes by

He wakes up first, he wakes me up

Hello morning Good Morning no life goes by

I'll hit the mountain stone roads

Two shirts, a jacket, a bag.

Leave my shadow tracking don't call anymore

I'll hit the mountain stone roads

Two shirts, a jacket, a bag.

Leave my shadow tracking don't call anymore

Don't ask for more calls

No longer in search don't ask... No more searching

• Artist:Gökhan Keser