Masmavi bir Sesi var ki,
She has azure voice, so
Biraz Keyfinde, epey de farkında
She is a little bit enjoy her own, quite aware of this.
Karşımda öyle güzel ki,
She is such beautiful in front of me
Öyle güzel ki ağır bana
Such beautiful that too heavy for me
Bir Hali, bir Tavrı var ki,
She has attitude, manner so
Pazar Günleri İstanbul’u gibi
It's like Istanbul of Sunday
Bak, Şarkılar biter, saklanır Nisan Resimlere
Look, songs come to an end, April hides itself in pictures
Kalbimin Sesi sen olursun belki yine
Maybe you would be my heart's sound again
Bir Ömür geçer, saklanır Nisan Resimlere
A lifetime passes, April hides itself in pictures
Kalbimin Sesi sen olursun belki yine
Maybe you would be my heart's sound again
Masmavi bir Sesi var ki,
She has azure voice, so
Biraz Keyfinde, epey de farkında
She is a little bit enjoy her own, quite aware of this.
Karşımda öyle güzel ki,
She is such beautiful in front of me
Pazar Günleri İstanbul’u gibi
It's like Istanbul of Sunday
Bak, Şarkılar biter, saklanır Nisan Resimlere
Look, songs come to an end, April hides itself in pictures
Kalbimin Sesi sen olursun belki yine
Maybe you would be my heart's sound again
Bir Ömür geçer, saklanır Nisan Resimlere
A lifetime passes, April hides itself in pictures
Kalbimin Sesi sen olursun belki yine
Maybe you would be my heart's sound again