Translation of the song lyrics Sende Kaldı Yüreğim - Adil Karaca

Sende Kaldı Yüreğim (original)

Sesin gelmez, haber gönder, nerdesin?
Dönemedin ulaşılmaz yerdesin
Ben aklımı sende bozdum sevgilim
Sende kaldı yüreğim
Sende soldu yüreğim
Bilmem kime bakar gözlerin?
Bilmem kimi sarar ellerin?
Bilmem kimi söyler dillerin?
Sende kaldı yüreğim
Sende soldu yüreğim
Bilmem kime bakar gözlerin?
Bilmem kimi sarar ellerin?
Bilmem kimi söyler dillerin?
Sende kaldı yüreğim
Sende soldu yüreğim
Ayağına serdim yar umutları
Yaşanmadan tükettin yarınları
Çek silahı, vur bitir acıları
Sende kaldı yüreğim
Sende soldu yüreğim
Bilmem kime bakar gözlerin?
Bilmem kimi sarar ellerin?
Bilmem kimi söyler dillerin?
Sende kaldı yüreğim
Sende soldu yüreğim
Bilmem kime bakar gözlerin?
Bilmem kimi sarar ellerin?
Bilmem kimi söyler dillerin?
Sende kaldı yüreğim
Sende soldu yüreğim
Sende kaldı yüreğim
Sende soldu yüreğim

Sende Kaldı Yüreğim (translation)

Your voice is lost among the shadows—send a sign, where do you linger?
You never turned—your path dissolved in cloud, beyond all reach.
My reason shattered on the anvil of your absence, dearest—
With you my heart remained, a captive bird in silent weather,
With you my heart decayed, a rose pressed flat beneath the winter.
Who catches now the lantern-glimmer of your gaze?
Whose skin is warmed by the constellation of your hands?
Whose name is painted softly by your wayward tongue?
With you my heart remained, a captive bird in silent weather,
With you my heart decayed, a rose pressed flat beneath the winter.
Who catches now the lantern-glimmer of your gaze?
Whose skin is warmed by the constellation of your hands?
Whose name is painted softly by your wayward tongue?
With you my heart remained, a captive bird in silent weather,
With you my heart decayed, a rose pressed flat beneath the winter.
I spread my hopes like silks beneath your feet, beloved—
You squandered all tomorrows, spent the dawn before the day could break.
Take up your weapon, let it thunder—end these aching hours—
With you my heart remained, a captive bird in silent weather,
With you my heart decayed, a rose pressed flat beneath the winter.
Who catches now the lantern-glimmer of your gaze?
Whose skin is warmed by the constellation of your hands?
Whose name is painted softly by your wayward tongue?
With you my heart remained, a captive bird in silent weather,
With you my heart decayed, a rose pressed flat beneath the winter.
Who catches now the lantern-glimmer of your gaze?
Whose skin is warmed by the constellation of your hands?
Whose name is painted softly by your wayward tongue?
With you my heart remained, a captive bird in silent weather,
With you my heart decayed, a rose pressed flat beneath the winter.
With you my heart remained, a captive bird in silent weather,
With you my heart decayed, a rose pressed flat beneath the winter.