Paroles et traduction Mabel Matiz - Fan

Fan

Bırakalım onları canım
Konuşalım senli benli
Arada bi' estir fanı
Yaz günü, terli terli

Aaay!
Yalansız dolansız, söyle neyinim ben?
Sen arandın, arandın
Şimdi gerilme yok

Deli duman alabora kalbin
Yel arıyo', sebebime talip
Kumaşı da nereli bilinmez
Yanmaz, ütülenmez

Kimlere kalmış o bahçen?
Çalısı dikenime müşahit
Bu kadarı nefretin, aşktır
Yıkanmaz, çitilenmez

Bırakalım onları canım
Konuşalım senli benli
Arada bi' estir fanı
Yaz günü, terli terli

Aaay!
Yalansız dolansız, söyle neyinim ben?
Sen arandın, arandın
Şimdi gerilme yok

Deli duman alabora kalbin
Yel arıyo', sebebime talip
Kumaşı da nereli bilinmez
Yanmaz, ütülenmez

Kimlere kalmış o bahçen?
Çalısı dikenime müşahit
Bu kadarı nefretin, aşktır
Yıkanmaz, çitilenmez

Hem durma, kaşın
Hem sabrımı taşır
Derim "Dul, alışır"
Böyle kalınlaşır

Hem durma, kaşın
Hem bardağımı taşır
Derim "Dul, alışır"
Böyle kalınlaşır
Böyle kalınlaşır

Deli duman alabora kalbin
Yel arıyo', sebebime talip
Kumaşı da nereli bilinmez
Yanmaz, ütülenmez

Kimlere kalmış o bahçen?
Çalısı dikenime müşahit
Bu kadarı nefretin, aşktır
Yıkanmaz, çitilenmez

Deli duman alabora kalbin
Yel arıyo', sebebime talip
Kumaşı da nereli bilinmez
Yanmaz, ütülenmez

Kimlere kalmış o bahçen?
Çalısı dikenime müşahit
Bu kadarı nefretin, aşktır
Yıkanmaz, çitilenmez

Deli duman alabora kalbin (deli duman alabora)
Yel arıyo', sebebime talip (yel arıyo' sebebime)
Kumaşı da nereli bilinmez (kumaşı da nereli de)
Yanmaz, ütülenmez (yanmaz)

Kimlere kalmış o bahçen? (Kimlere kalmış o)
Çalısı dikenime müşahit (çalısı da dikenime)
Bu kadarı nefretin, aşktır (bu kadarı nefretin)
Yıkanmaz, çitilenmez

Fan

Let's leave them darling
Let's talk intimately
Occasionally turn on the fan
On a summer day, sweaty sweaty

Aaay!
Honestly, tell me what am I to you?
You were wanted, wanted
Now there's no tension

Your heart's crazy, out of control
It's looking for a wind, a reason
Its texture is also unknown
It doesn't burn, it doesn't iron

Who's that garden left to?
Its thorns bear witness to my pain
This much hatred is love
It can't be washed, it can't be weeded

Let's leave them darling
Let's talk intimately
Occasionally turn on the fan
On a summer day, sweaty sweaty

Aaay!
Honestly, tell me what am I to you?
You were wanted, wanted
Now there's no tension

Your heart's crazy, out of control
It's looking for a wind, a reason
Its texture is also unknown
It doesn't burn, it doesn't iron

Who's that garden left to?
Its thorns bear witness to my pain
This much hatred is love
It can't be washed, it can't be weeded

Don't stop, scratch it
And test my patience
I say "Widow, she adapts"
This is how it thickens

Don't stop, scratch it
And fill my cup
I say "Widow, she adapts"
This is how it thickens
This is how it thickens

Your heart's crazy, out of control
It's looking for a wind, a reason
Its texture is also unknown
It doesn't burn, it doesn't iron

Who's that garden left to?
Its thorns bear witness to my pain
This much hatred is love
It can't be washed, it can't be weeded

Your heart's crazy, out of control
It's looking for a wind, a reason
Its texture is also unknown
It doesn't burn, it doesn't iron

Who's that garden left to?
Its thorns bear witness to my pain
This much hatred is love
It can't be washed, it can't be weeded

Your heart's crazy out of control (crazy out of control)
It's looking for a wind, a reason (it's looking for a reason)
Its texture is also unknown (its texture also)
It doesn't burn, it doesn't iron (it doesn't burn)

Who's that garden left to? (who's that left to)
Its thorns bear witness to my pain (its thorns to my pain)
This much hatred is love (this much hatred)
It can't be washed, it can't be weeded