More songs by Bahadır Macit
Description
Sometimes love is like an old cup - there are cracks in it, its shape is recognizable, but it's scary to pour something hot into it. On the outside, everything seems fine, but on the inside, steam rises from the unspoken. Someone there, deep down, still holds out hope that two people can drink from this cup - as long as they don't look at how it trembles in their hands.
On the other hand, you don't have to be someone's salvation. You can just be your own. Hide in your own depths until the storm passes, and then resurface - a little worn, but still the same. Because if you're going to be a wound, at least be an honest one.
Lyrics/Music: Bahadyr Machit
Mixing and mastering: Tunahan Sakar
Producer: Tunahan Sakar
Lyrics and translation
Original
Gönlü başkasında olanın
Tenine lüzum yok, aşkın yarım
Beni derinlerinde tutsun saklasın
Bi selamı hor görme, yar sandığım
Kendimden mi geçeyim
Aynalarla mı küseyim?
Bu yarayı nasıl edeyim
Kaç diyar daha gezeyim?
Kalp noksan, beni kovma
Aşk dilendiğim kapından
Yaram ol da yalan olma
Ben yine hallederim
Kalp noksan, beni kovma
Aşk dilendiğim kapından
Yaram ol da yalan olma
Ben yine hallederim
Gönlü başkasında olanın
Tenine lüzum yok, aşkın yarım
Beni derinlerinde tutsun saklasın
Bi selamı hor görme, yar sandığım
English translation
The one whose heart belongs to someone else
There is no need for your skin, your love is half
Let him keep me deep inside and hide me
Don't despise a greeting, my beloved friend
Should I pass out?
Should I get angry with mirrors?
How can I heal this wound?
How many more lands should I travel?
Your heart is incomplete, don't drive me away
From your door where I beg for love
Be my wound and don't be a lie
I will handle it again
Your heart is incomplete, don't drive me away
From your door where I beg for love
Be my wound and don't be a lie
I will handle it again
The one whose heart belongs to someone else
There is no need for your skin, your love is half
Let him keep me deep inside and hide me
Don't despise a greeting, my beloved friend