Şeytan [English translation]

may the beautifulest love be granted to us, to us

our name has become a crazy, there isnt anyone that look at this face

the think love go down on one's knees ahead of us, ahead of us

in this time its to those who walk around a lot, there isnt anyone that gives to us

life why do you make me tired

since its very shame are you spoilling this game

it doent have a reason... the devil says draw into that one

his name pick on that one

shall the crazy destiny make eath other meet, there isnt anyone who know

the soul become sad over this not stone

it isnt a kind of love to suffer over

this heart isnt hungry for everyhing

shall it make it full, there isnt anyone who know

• Artist:Serdar Ortaç