yaralı dizlerim
My knees are wounded
kapalı yollarında akamam ki
I can't flow through the closed ways
unutkan nehrinin
Of your forgetful river
yolumu sormadan
I can't find my way
karlı dağlarında doğamam ki
I can't rise over the snowy mountains
saklı kentinin
Of your hidden city
“çok üzülme, çok susma
Don't get too sad, don't be too quiet,
çok darılma, çok ağlama
Don't get too offended, don't cry too much,
çok da kitap okuma”
And don't read too many books,
dedi annem
Said my mother.
“çok terleme, çok yorulma
Don't sweat too much, don't get too tired,
girdaplarında boğulma
Don't drown in your whirlpools
yalnızlığına çok da alışma”
And dont't get to used to your loneliness.
güneşim olmadan
I can't see
göremem ki
Without my sun.
ay tutulurken
I can't sleep
uyuyamam ki
During a lunar eclipse
karanlık olsa da
Even if it's dark.
ben herkesi sevemem ki
I can't love everyone
sevmeden de
But without loving,
yaşayamam ki
I can't live,
yanlış olsa da
Even if that's wrong.