Translation of the song lyrics Yalan - Athena

Yalan (original)

Ansızın tarifsiz gelir ya
O zamanlar sormaya cürettin kalmaz olanından
Feri soluk, niyeti kayıp, dardayım
Aşk nefrete ne yakınsın
Kin kırdı her okşamak istediğimde seni
Elimi gözlerimi gömdüm tebessüme
Yalnız kendine inkarın
Sadece senden kaçarsın
Halin ele verir anlamazsın
Yalan söyleme bana
Gözlerin anlatıyor herşeyi
Yalan söyleme bana
Yalan söyleme bana
Gözlerin anlatıyor herşeyi
Zaten yoktur nedeni
Uzak düşmüşüm kendimden, aklım fikrimden
Çaresiz sürükleniyorum
Bilerek peşinden
Yalnız kendine inkarın
Sadece senden kaçarsın
Halin ele verir anlamazsın
Yalan söyleme bana
Gözlerin anlatıyor herşeyi
Yalan söyleme bana
Yalan söyleme bana
Gözlerin anlatıyor herşeyi
Zaten yoktur nedeni
Yalan söyleme bana
Gözlerin anlatıyor herşeyi
Yalan söyleme bana
Yalan söyleme bana
Gözlerin anlatıyor herşeyi
Zaten yoktur nedeni

Yalan (translation)

It comes—unsummoned, nameless, like a storm through silence,
In those days, even to lift a question from your lips was forbidden by fear’s hand.
My gleam is ashen; resolve dissolves, I am pressed beneath the millstone of despair.
How closely love coils about hatred, like twin vines on a ruin’s stone.
Rancor shattered me each time I longed to brush your cheek with mercy.
My hands, my eyes, I stowed away in the grave of a reluctant smile.
Your denial is a cloister built for your own soul alone.
You run, but always from yourself—your shadow fleeing your shadow.
Your bearing betrays you—a trembling lantern you do not see.
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
For all is confessed in the candor of your eyes.
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
For all is confessed in the candor of your eyes.
There has never been a reason—none, and none remains.
Exiled, I wander far from myself, banished from thought and memory.
I am swept onward, helpless as driftwood,
Yet I follow, willfully, the hush of your footsteps.
Your denial is a cloister built for your own soul alone.
You run, but always from yourself—your shadow fleeing your shadow.
Your bearing betrays you—a trembling lantern you do not see.
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
For all is confessed in the candor of your eyes.
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
For all is confessed in the candor of your eyes.
There has never been a reason—none, and none remains.
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
For all is confessed in the candor of your eyes.
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
Do not lace your words with falsehood for me,
For all is confessed in the candor of your eyes.
There has never been a reason—none, and none remains.