Yara Bende [English translation]

Who knows who we are?

Knowingly, openly

What are the things we keep quite and go away?

What is the thing keeping us without thinking

Making us sleepless

Talking without words, greeting without touching

What is all that about us?

Cutting with lancet

Then, wrapping coz it's cured

I have a wound which is still bleeding

How many nights we turn back to each others

All things are right there except us

Are you or am i braver for breaking up?