Yaşamam artik [English translation]

My knee is not getting hold of what I have come to own

My betokened eyes are not seeing the world around

The spring of my lifetime is passing withered and discolored

I want to kill myself and I don't want to live anymore

May my friends who are looking for me never find me

May my sun never rise and may the morning never come

May my lifetime come to its end in a lonesome corner

I want to kill myself and I don't want to live anymore

What do I do with a life with no cheerfulness?

I am more like a leaf flying in (the blow of) the wind

How am I supposed to love a life like this?

I want to kill myself and I don't want to live anymore

• Artist:Ersan Er