Hatirla [English translation]

how much you are far away

i am that much alone

my days shall not rise

i am offended

neither i tell my worry

nor i expect cure

i turn to darkness

i go

finally also you

became stranger suddenly

will you be happy without me

in a lie

to forget is the most sorrowful , most disloyal end

for the sake of the things lived

me me

remember me

you remember too

even for a second

remember

feel me, for a second in your soul

in your soul

remember

in flying gulls, in rain

in blowing wind

remember

you also remember me

when you stay alone

turn back and look

my eyes are with you, my heart is with you

my soul is with you

remember the things lived

• Artist:Gökhan Özen