Rindlerin akşamı [Dönülmez akşamın ufkundayız] [English translation]

We're at the twilight of irrevocably evening, it's too late

This is the last part (of life), o vita, elapse!

Though we dream of coming to life again

We wouldn't like to console ourselves with such a solace

The tranquil night will begin

After we pass through the great **opening

Whose large black valves are opened to emptiness

With no sunrise beyond it

In these last times(of your life)

Either be devastated in love or have an enthusiastic heart

Either tulips should bloom on our chests or the roses.