More songs by Berkay Altunyay
Description
Lyricist, Vocal, Associated Performer, Composer: Berkay Altunyay
Producer: Burak Bedirli
Lyrics and translation
Original
Sen değil anılar öldürecek beni
Gönlüne değil gözlerine bile sığdıramadın
Bir yarada geçerdi ben delik deşik
Bu nasıl bela ben anlamadım seni yazmaz ya
O kader dedikleri o kadar mühim değil
Yan dediler yanam' beyim
Hepsi güzel yalan değil
İsteyip de olan kadar vazgeçince ölen de var
Düzeni bozuk bu dünya boynum bükük
Bir de tutulmuş aşka dert yok gibi
Kime yazılmışsa bu dünya
Bana dar geliyor
Düzeni bozuk bu dünya boynum bükük
Bir de tutulmuş aşka dert yok gibi
Kime yazılmışsa bu dünya
Bana dar geliyor
Sen değil anılar öldürecek beni
Gönlüne değil gözlerine bile sığdıramadın
Bir yarada geçerdi ben delik deşik
Bu nasıl bela ben anlamadım seni yazmaz ya
O kader dedikleri o kadar mühim değil
Yan dediler yanam' beyim
Hepsi güzel yalan değil
İsteyip de olan kadar vazgeçince ölen de var
Düzeni bozuk bu dünya boynum bükük
Bir de tutulmuş aşka dert yok gibi
Kime yazılmışsa bu dünya
Bana dar geliyor
Düzeni bozuk bu dünya boynum bükük
Bir de tutulmuş aşka dert yok gibi
Kime yazılmışsa bu dünya
Bana dar geliyor
English translation
Memories will kill me, not you
You couldn't fit it into your heart or even your eyes.
One wound would heal me, I'm full of holes
I don't understand how this is a problem, he won't write about you.
What they call fate is not that important.
They said burn, I'm burnt, sir
It's not all good lies
There are people who want and die when they give up, as well as those who want it.
This world is out of order, I'm humbled
And it seems like there's no problem with a stuck love.
To whom is this world written?
It seems narrow to me
This world is out of order, I'm humbled
And it seems like there's no problem with a stuck love.
To whom is this world written?
It seems narrow to me
Memories will kill me, not you
You couldn't fit it into your heart or even your eyes.
One wound would heal me, I'm full of holes
I don't understand how this is a problem, he won't write about you.
What they call fate is not that important.
They said burn, I'm burnt, sir
It's not all good lies
There are people who want and die when they give up, as well as those who want it.
This world is out of order, I'm humbled
And it seems like there's no problem with a stuck love.
To whom is this world written?
It seems narrow to me
This world is out of order, I'm humbled
And it seems like there's no problem with a stuck love.
To whom is this world written?
It seems narrow to me