Rüyalarda Buruşmuşum [English translation]

I put on, then took off the head.

Far, near, decor, trap,

A captive on the battlefield,

Wish we slept, woke up and forgot.

I became a lover to troubles more than I can chew,

Knew a little, made up a bit,

Took a cab to chase after my dream but,

Forgot my wallet.

Ahh, by looking at yesterday, today, tomorrow

I hid my face, eye, a few words like the bottom of a dirty laundry hamper.

Instead of left, to the right, my inside to my out

Right next to my bedside, I placed time bombs,

Got wrinkled in dreams.

Pumped up, I flew to the sky*,

Fell into trouble with one single needle.

What time is it? Time is nothing, my insides are stone.

I had turned the light off.

I had climbed up towers.

Had spat down at you people.

Later, when I stood, climbing down.

For some reason, my head was a little wet.

Was a mare like the wind,

In love with a blind donkey,

The man lying on the ground

Turned it off with a snap of his fingers.

The entire world was asleep,

There was no such thing as time difference.

As if he was too full for lies,

He got hungry right after blowing.

Ahh, by looking at yesterday, today, tomorrow

I hid my face, eye, a few words like the bottom of a dirty laundry hamper.

Instead of left, to the right, my inside to my out

Right next to my bedside, I placed time bombs,

Got wrinkled in dreams.