Yaralım [English translation]

My story started with a game

Neither does it have a start nor the finishing is certain

I could not live my childhood (well enough)

Who am I to ask today ?

No one is certain

My wounded, my dear your yearning is on my bedside

Ah my wounded, my ill-starred love

We got separated, lets face it

Ah my wounded, the dark eye of mine!

Come lets withstand this separation

Every night, I'd look for you in my dream

I'd kiss your hands but couldn't get enough

I could not live my childhood (well enough)

Who am I to ask today ?

No one is certain