Boş Yere [English translation]

my hearth is empty,it's rooms are empty tired and sensless

how could be the night such heartless ,even much more drunk than me

i've never slept seven days and nights

maybe he call from where did he go,very cruel

drunk even much more than the night

always we desire more than more that we had

we are the enemy of ourselfs

always we desire more than more that we had

we are the enemy of ourselfs

how i had been fallen love with you

how i calmed when u were not here

i solaced my right hand with my left hand

in vain in vain

i'm not angry,you are not stranger

you had never said" i'm perfect"

ok we failed,at least we are aware of that

always we desire more than more that we had

we are the enemy of ourselfs

always we desire more than more that we had

we are the enemy of ourselfs

how i had been fallen love with you

how i calmed when u were not here

i solaced my right hand with my left hand in vain in vain

how i had been fallen love with you

how i calmed when u were not here

i solaced my right hand with my left hand

in vain in vain