Текст и перевод песни Demet Sağıroğlu - Hazan Mevsimi

Hazan Mevsimi

Bu kadar mıydı, yarım mıydı
Sanki olduk şimdi kırk yıllık yabancı
Değer miydi arzulanan
Nasıl kıydın bize daha doymadan
Bu kadar mıydı, kolay mıydı
Nasıl sindi içine söyle
Yalancı benliğimdi yaralanan
Nasıl pişmanım seni yaşamaktan

Eller şahit yalan yeminlere
Eller gördü elini elinde
Eller duydu sen inkâr etsen de
Gönlüm şimdi hazan mevsiminde
Eller şahit yalan yeminlere
Eller gördü elini elinde
Eller duydu sen inkâr etsen de
Gönlüm şimdi hazan mevsiminde

Bu kadar mıydı, yarım mıydı
Sanki olduk şimdi kırk yıllık yabancı
Değer miydi arzulanan
Nasıl kıydın bize daha doymadan
Bu kadar mıydı, kolay mıydı
Nasıl sindi içine söyle
Yalancı benliğimdi yaralanan
Nasıl pişmanım seni yaşamaktan

Eller şahit yalan yeminlere
Eller gördü elini elinde
Eller duydu sen inkâr etsen de
Gönlüm şimdi hazan mevsiminde
Eller şahit yalan yeminlere
Eller gördü elini elinde
Eller duydu sen inkâr etsen de
Gönlüm şimdi hazan mevsiminde

Autumn Season

Was it just meant to be this short, this unfinished?
It's as if we are now strangers, despite 40 years of shared history
Was it worth all the longing?
How could you so ruthlessly cut us off before we had our fill?
Could it be that simple and effortless for you?
How did you bring yourself to do this, tell me
It is my false pride that lies wounded
How miserable I am for having to let you in

Our hands are the witnesses to our false promises
Our hands saw our hands entwined
Our hands heard your denials
And my heart now lies in the throes of autumn
Our hands are the witnesses to our false promises
Our hands saw our hands entwined
Our hands heard your denials
And my heart now lies in the throes of autumn

Was it just meant to be this short, this unfinished?
It's as if we are now strangers, despite 40 years of shared history
Was it worth all the longing?
How could you so ruthlessly cut us off before we had our fill?
Could it be that simple and effortless for you?
How did you bring yourself to do this, tell me
It is my false pride that lies wounded
How miserable I am for having to let you in

Our hands are the witnesses to our false promises
Our hands saw our hands entwined
Our hands heard your denials
And my heart now lies in the throes of autumn
Our hands are the witnesses to our false promises
Our hands saw our hands entwined
Our hands heard your denials
And my heart now lies in the throes of autumn