Album:
Nefes 2008
Originele teksten
Turks
Vertaling
Engels
Şeytan
Devil
May all the best loves be ours, ours
I got a bad name, "sick", there's no one who looks at this face
They suppose that love kneels down before us, before us
In these times, those who travel a lot do not get a visa any more
Life, why are you tiring me?
If it's sinful, then why do you spoil the game?
Many reasons.. The devil's telling me, go up to her,
Don't pronounce her name, tease her
No one knows if the crazy destiny will bring you to my way
The soul becomes upset, it's not made of stone
It's not a kind of love that you can bear
This soul/heart is not hungry for anything (it's picky)
No one knows if this one will satisfy it
Geplaatst om te voldoen aan het verzoek van
SweatLips .

Give a shoutout to catastrophobician








Gegeven reacties 3
katastrofobik! :)
The source lyrics have been updated. Please review your translation.
The source lyrics have been updated. Please review your translation.