Andere alle sehen die Aussicht
In der Natur, aus dem Fernster
Aber meine Aussicht bist du

Ich brauche kein Blatt
Vogelstimmen oder einen See

Ich brauche deine Augen,
Deine Worte und
Ich brauche deine Liebe

Deine Liebe ist wie eine Brücke
Ich bin da
Du bist dort
Wir kommen zusammen, wenn wir unsere Arme öffnen
Aber da gibt es andere

İçimde yarın seni göremeyecek olmanın üzüntüsü var
Buğulu, her an ağlamaklı gözlerini görememenin
Sanki çocukken kırmışlar da seni öyle mahzun bakıyormuşsun gibi Dalgalı deniz saçlarını kalbime dolayamamanın
Elini her saçına götürdüğünde yalnızlığın kıyıya vuruyor gibi
Kırgın, buz ellerinle hayata tutunamamanın
Her sımsıkı sarıldığın eller seni bırakmış gibi
Yere kapanmış kimsesiz ağlayan çocuk sesini duyamamanın
Birini kaybetmişsin de onun sessizliği gibi
İçimde bugünün son gecemiz olmasının dayanılmazlığı var
Geri dönmeyecekmişsin gibi

İçimde yarın seni göremeyecek olmanın üzüntüsü var
En çok da seni bunları başkasına derken duymanın çaresizliği var

Ich kann die Liebe ,die ich für dich habe, in jeder Sprache erzählen
Ich kann deine schönen Augen in jeder Sprache erzählen

Du bist schweigsam
Du bist einsam
Aber ich habe dein Herz geliebt

Ich kann die Liebe ,die ich für dich habe, in jeder Sprache erzählen
Aber ich kann dir meine liebe nicht sagen
Weil ich weiß dass du mich nicht liebst

Yürüyorum yol yok
                                iz yok
Düşünüyorum sen yok
                                   aşk yok
Bir ormana sapıyorum birden
Adımlarımı kaybediyorum
Gözyaşlarımı tutamıyorum
Senden ayrılamıyorum

Adımlarım hızlanıyor
Gözyaşlarım kayboluyor karanlıkta

Birden bir ışık
             Bir umut
                     Gecemi aydınlatan

Bir ay
            Bir yıldız
                      Belki de gözlerin

Hava daha ağarmamış
Gün doğmamış
Işık yok insan yok
Bir ben bir de aşkın uyanık
Göz gözü görmez zifiri bir karanlık
Yavaş yavaş doğuyor güneş
Bitiyor gece
Gölge gibi beliriyor yalnızlığım

Biliyorum karamsarım ama
            Beni hiç sevmediğinin de farkındayım

What do you know about me?
A girl with a glasses and long brown hair
A girl who laughs so much with her ridiculous voice
A girl who is a nerd
Who is shy
Who is sensitive
A girl who needs to be known

Do you know when I feel alone I watch the stars at 4am?
And I give names to them so they don’t feel alone like me
Do you know that I don’t cut my hair because they keep the memories of my life?
Do you know that I cry every time when I see that Chinese movie?
Do you know that I am touchy enough to cry to the smallest details?
No, you don’t
You don’t know my tears
You don’t know my fears

You don’t know, but I am afraid a lot of things in my life
I’m afraid of staying in the confined space
I’m afraid of singing in the people
I’m afraid of running in the rain
Because of fall
I’m afraid of falling into place
I’m afraid of falling in love
I’m afraid of showing my feelings
I’m afraid of stepping forward
Because of mock
I’m afraid of screaming to the people
I’m afraid of breaking their hearts
I’m afraid of talking too much
Because of being involuntarily rude

But behind this coward girl
I am a warrior
I am a fighter
I am a survivor
For my dreams
I revolted against the people
When I wanted to go another town
For my dreams’ school
They said
You cannot go because you are a girl
Because you are shy
You cannot live without your mom
You cannot handle all the difficulties

You don’t see how strong this girl
Do you?
Do you see the warrior, the fighter, the survivor behind those eyes?

A girl sees the cruel world
With her glasses and
A girl remembers her past
With her long brown hair
A girl forgets her sadness
By laughing with her lovely voice

Whenever I see you in the ***
My home comes to my mind
My mother’s haste of preparing breakfast
My father’s stress of being late for meeting
My brother’s crying for food
And I am waiting for you to be cooked
With strainer in my hand
I remember I threw your thin slices into a boiling oil
Which is my mother’s skillful hands sliced
Then I added a pinch of salt because
You know, I and my brother don’t like you without it

How would I know
We were related to our pain
Both of us are feeling the knife in our neck
Both of us are flaming in the fire
The only difference is
You suffer in the ***
I suffer in my heart

Now, I changed
I don’t care if you are
Sweet or insipid
Crispy or soft
Salty or saltness
I just want to eat you from my mother
And with my family, in my home