Fesleğen [English translation]

Your eyes are like the spring rain

I'm sick of all the nights whith nice Dreams

I intend to come without you

Basil Scented my moiety you are

You're my remedy Come

Written on my forehead you're my tender one

I can't love the lie I did not like

I can't cheat you on Hand

I learned love from your eyes

I've been like you

Respect my love I'm waiting

I am listening to a sad folk song from the wind

I Passed my season but I can't leave you

I am listening to a sad folk song from the wind

• Artist:Ayna