More songs by Konuya Fransız
Description
Sometimes, the door slams shut not just with a loud “bang” - but as if all the warmth is leaving the room with it. Then there is silence, empty cups on the table, and a strange feeling that even the walls are breathing differently now.
On evenings like this, sadness needs no reason. It just sits down next to you, opens a bottle, and whispers, “Come on, just a little more.” And you can't argue with that - it gets easier after exactly two sips and one song.
Love, as it turns out, has no reason, and pain has no color. But if it did have a shade, it would probably be perfect: one that suits this soul, a little lost but still alive.
Lyrics and arrangement: Mehmet Ilkay Dag (French)
Music: Nuri Gorkem Ersoy (French plot)
Mix mastering: vessboi
Cover design: Zehra Betül Dag
Lyrics and translation
Original
Tahminimden daha zor olmuş hisleri taşımak.
Göz göre göre alışırmış yanımda dura.
Sevmemin sebebi yok, ellerinde günahı.
Acının rengi yok, olsa yakışır en güzel bana.
Sen miydin kapıyı çekip acıları bıraktığın bu evde?
Ben yine kafayı çekip acıları açtım daha derine.
Sen miydin kapıyı çekip acıları bıraktığın bu evde?
Ben yine kafayı çekip acıları açtım daha derine.
Tahminimden daha zor olmuş hisleri taşımak.
Göz göre göre alışırmış yanımda dura.
Sevmemin sebebi yok, ellerinde günahı.
Acının rengi yok, olsa yakışır en güzel bana.
Sen miydin kapıyı çekip acıları bıraktığın bu evde?
Ben yine kafayı çekip acıları açtım daha derine.
Sen miydin kapıyı çekip acıları bıraktığın bu evde?
Ben yine kafayı çekip acıları açtım daha derine.
English translation
Carrying the feelings was harder than I expected.
You can see that you are getting used to standing next to me.
There is no reason for me to love, sin is in their hands.
Pain has no color, if it had it would suit me best.
Was it you in this house where you closed the door and left the pain?
I got high again and delved deeper into the pain.
Was it you in this house where you closed the door and left the pain?
I got high again and delved deeper into the pain.
Carrying the feelings was harder than I expected.
You can see that you are getting used to standing next to me.
There is no reason for me to love, sin is in their hands.
Pain has no color, if it had it would suit me best.
Was it you in this house where you closed the door and left the pain?
I got high again and delved deeper into the pain.
Was it you in this house where you closed the door and left the pain?
I got high again and delved deeper into the pain.