Текст и перевод песни Kayra - Aşk Taammüden

Aşk Taammüden

Hatıran durur düşümde dün gibi her an
Kaç acı taşır içinde kalp denen viran?
Yanmıyor sanır görenler tütmese duman
Oysa her bakış gözünde bende heyelan

Ama korkum yok, kederin gelsin
Yine sevmekte uslanmam
Ve de ölsem de yıkılan kalbe
Bi′ daha asla yaslanmam

Ah derinde, izlerin durur kaderimde
Sözlerin delip geçerken hem gider, hem affederim de
Aşk bedelinde, gözyaşı sever eserinde
Gözlerin delip geçerken hem yanar, hem affederim de

Bir şiir dokundu kalbe, vurdu aniden
Yok yalan cana kasıt bu aşk taammüden

Ama korkum yok, kederin gelsin
Yine sevmekte uslanmam
Ve de ölsem de yıkılan kalbe
Bi' daha asla yaslanmam

Ah derinde, izlerin durur kaderimde
Sözlerin delip geçerken hem gider, hem affederim de
Aşk bedelinde, gözyaşı sever eserinde
Gözlerin delip geçerken hem yanar, hem affederim de

Aşk bedelinde, gözyaşı sever eserinde
Gözlerin delip geçerken hem yanar, hem affederim de

Tormented Love

Your memory lives on in my every waking moment, as clear as yesterday's
How much anguish can one desolate heart carry?
Though the smoke may vanish, the fire still rages
For with every glance, your eyes unleash turmoil within me

But I fear not; let your sorrow come
For I will never cease to love
And though my heart may be shattered
I will lean on it no more

Oh, the depth of your imprint on my destiny
Your words both wound and heal, at once piercing and forgiving
Love's price is sorrow, its symphony a mournful sound
As you gaze into my eyes, a fire rages within, consuming and forgiving

A poem etched into my heart, striking like a bolt from the blue
This love, no accident, but a deliberate act, a cruel fate

But I fear not; let your sorrow come
For I will never cease to love
And though my heart may be shattered
I will lean on it no more

Oh, the depth of your imprint on my destiny
Your words both wound and heal, at once piercing and forgiving
Love's price is sorrow, its symphony a mournful sound
As you gaze into my eyes, a fire rages within, consuming and forgiving

Love's price is sorrow, its symphony a mournful sound
As you gaze into my eyes, a fire rages within, consuming and forgiving