Karakol - Burcu Furtun Übersetzung ins Englische

Karakol

Zor zamanlar geçer, peki ya ben kalır mıyım?
Boş yalanlarla doldun, bi' dök rahatlayım
Kıymetim yok, farkındayım; ne sandın? Ben aptal mıyım?
Bak nasıl tuttum ucundan, gömleğinden yakaladım

Arama sokakta, sevgilin uzakta
Ya bi' tımarhanede, ya karakolda
Yatağına fırla, belki mezarında
Esiyo' üfür üfür, ayak ucunda-a

Arama sokakta, sevgilin uzakta
Ya bi' tımarhanede, ya karakolda
Yatağına fırla, belki mezarında
Esiyo' üfür üfür, ayak ucunda-a

Zor zamanlar geçer, peki ya ben kalır mıyım?
Boş yalanlarla doldun, bi' dök rahatlayım
Kıymetim yok, farkındayım; ne sandın? Ben, aptal mıyım?
Bak nasıl tuttum ucundan, gömleğinden yakaladım

Arama sokakta, sevgilin uzakta
Ya bi' tımarhanede, ya karakolda
Yatağına fırla, belki mezarında
Esiyo' üfür üfür, ayak ucunda-a

Arama sokakta, sevgilin uzakta
Ya bi' tımarhanede, ya karakolda
Yatağına fırla, belki mezarında
Esiyo' üfür üfür, ayak ucunda-a

Arama sokakta, sevgilin uzakta
Ya bi' tımarhanede, ya karakolda
Yatağına fırla, belki mezarında
Esiyo' üfür üfür, ayak ucunda-a

Arama sokakta, sevgilin uzakta
Ya bi' tımarhanede, ya karakolda
Yatağına fırla, belki mezarında
Esiyo' üfür üfür, ayak ucunda-a-a

Police Station

Hard times pass, but will I remain?
You're full of empty lies, just spill it, let me breathe
I'm worthless, I know it; what did you think? Am I stupid?
Look how I caught you by the edge, by your shirt

Don't look for me on the streets, your lover is far away
Either in an asylum, or at the police station
Jump into your bed, maybe into your grave
It's blowing, whoosh, whoosh, at your feet

Don't look for me on the streets, your lover is far away
Either in an asylum, or at the police station
Jump into your bed, maybe into your grave
It's blowing, whoosh, whoosh, at your feet

Hard times pass, but will I remain?
You're full of empty lies, just spill it, let me breathe
I'm worthless, I know it; what did you think? Am I stupid?
Look how I caught you by the edge, by your shirt

Don't look for me on the streets, your lover is far away
Either in an asylum, or at the police station
Jump into your bed, maybe into your grave
It's blowing, whoosh, whoosh, at your feet

Don't look for me on the streets, your lover is far away
Either in an asylum, or at the police station
Jump into your bed, maybe into your grave
It's blowing, whoosh, whoosh, at your feet

Don't look for me on the streets, your lover is far away
Either in an asylum, or at the police station
Jump into your bed, maybe into your grave
It's blowing, whoosh, whoosh, at your feet

Don't look for me on the streets, your lover is far away
Either in an asylum, or at the police station
Jump into your bed, maybe into your grave
It's blowing, whoosh, whoosh, at your feet