Mağrur - Murat Başaran

i am at a different side of love

in your eyes there is not a picture of your voice

even i say turn back, i can’t call out to you

in my mind, for a long time, you are nameless

i remember neither your face

nor that voice of yours which made me happy

my warmest bed has been filled with snow

but i don’t know your breath

i can grow up on my own

ok maybe i will feel a little cold

okey, it does not matter, i wil

pretend like i live, and i see me die

inside me it’s broken and worn out but my heart is still proud

i am sure as my name, you are lying to him, too

love is not learnt subsequently

if it’s in heart, it’s in heart

the one who loves make herself clear

she stands head above