Şarkılar, o şarkılarÖvünmek zor, ölüm çok zorO an gelir sancılarDayanmak zor, durulmak..Ellerimde kan, dilimden akarKime ne, bana ne, bu aşk beni yorar
Sayfalar, o sayfalarKapanmazlar, silinmezlerHer an içimi parçalarOkunmazlar; yakışmazEllerimde kan, dilimden akarKime ne, bana ne, bu aşk beni yorar
Songs, those songsBragging is hard, death is very hardThat moment comes the painIt's hard to hang on, can't be held on
Blood on my hands, flows through my tongueWhat is it to anyone, what is it to meThis love will tire meBlood on my hands, flows through my tongueWhat is it to anyone, what is it to meThis love will tire me
Pages, those pagesThey won't close, they won't eraseAny moment will rip me on the insideWon't be read, unworthy
Blood on my hands, flows through my tongueWhat is it to anyone, what is it to meThis love will tire meBlood on my hands, flows through my tongueWhat is it to anyone, what is it to meThis love will tire me