Gel [English translation]

Come, realize it from my thorn

So that my roses could wake up in my gardens

Ahh, come as if a bolt from the blue

May my hands burn, ah, in your own hands

Come, the flippant breakout

Hit on my roads, you impertinent

I remained in ruins

This life cannot be spent without you

May these rocks, mountains be my witness

I buried my secrets in my heart

I got the original me, may the fake me go to waste

I can see myself without looking in a mirror just fine

Come, realize it from my thorn

So that my roses could wake up in my gardens

Ahh, come as if a bolt from the blue

May my hands burn, ah, in your own hands

Come, show me some sympathy

So that my roses could wake up in my gardens

Come, stay with me here in such a way

That the daybreak will be painted with the dagger of love

I crossed the obstacles, I fronted love

An olive branch, a couple of eyes is enough, I've had enough

May these rocks, mountains be my witness

I buried my secrets in my heart

I got the original me, may the fake me go to waste

I can see myself without looking in a mirror just fine

Come, realize it from my thorn

So that my roses could wake up in my gardens

Ahh, come as if a bolt from the blue

May my hands burn, ah, in your own hands

Come, show me some sympathy

So that my roses could wake up in my gardens

Come, stay with me here in such a way

That the daybreak will be painted with the dagger of love

• Artist:Mabel Matiz
• Album:Gök Nerede