Sarı Saçlarından Sen Suçlusun [English translation]

My address is the same, my destiny is the same.

My days are the same, the nights are the same.

My blondie... I am yearning for you.

In "Black Lace" street,

While I am on fire mourning for you with evening roses in front of my door...

My smoke is the same, my fire is the same.

The clouds are the same, my tears are the same.

My blondie... I am yearning for you.

In "Black Lace" street,

While I am on fire mourning for you with evening roses in front of my door...

From my bloody red eyes,

Your twinges come and go.

Who cares about you? Who waits for you?

I do, for sure, I, my only one.

My inside is ground in sweats.

From my bloody red eyes,

Your twinges come and go.

Who makes me feel cold? Who puts me on fire?

You do, for sure, you, my only one.

My inside is ground in sweats.

How many times has my door been knocked?

How many times it is not you but someone else.

The footsteps of my history behind me.

Think about what we are putting up with?

We are building up on top of broken hearts.

Maybe this backstabbing does not suit me, but...

You are guilty for your blond hair.