Erkek Adamsın [English translation]

Even if I suffer, I will get used to it

My wounds are addicted to salt

I will blend into the crowd

But my fears won't abandon me

Each acrid drink i swig

Will curse the previous one

When I am out of breath

Nobody will miss me

Every hour, every minute

Will get stuck in my throat

Don't look for an answer anymore

But you cannot cry

You are a real man

Behind your smiling face,

You are the one who secretly bleeds

You cannot cry over these

You are a real man

Behind your smiling face,

You are the one who secretly bleeds

Even if I suffer, I should get used to it

My wounds are addicted to salt

I will grieve in private

My loneliness is bulletproof

Every hour, every minute

Will get stuck in my throat

Don't look for an answer anymore

When the day comes,

The knife will cut my wrist

Yet not even a single drop of blood will spill

• Artist:Zakkum