Translation of the song lyrics Öyle Dertli - Duman

Öyle Dertli (original)

Kanar gibi, yaramı dağlarım
Yanar içim, yine de saklarım
Geçmez sözün, bir bana geçmez, gücün yetmez

Koşar gibi, ölüme atlarım
Ezip geçer, yine de kalkarım
Yetmez gücün, bir bana yetmez
Sözün geçmez, gücün yetmez

Öyle dertli dertli bakma, gören olmaz, gören olmaz
Kalbinden söyler ama, duyan olmaz, duyan olmaz
Öyle dertli dertli bakma, gören olmaz, gören olmaz
Kalbinden söyler ama, duyan olmaz, duyan olmaz

Kaçar gibi, geriye bakmadım
Akıp gider içime gözyaşım
Yetmez gücün, bir bana yetmez
Sözün geçmez, gücün yetmez

Öyle dertli dertli bakma, gören olmaz, gören olmaz
Kalbinden söyler ama, duyan olmaz, duyan olma
Öyle dertli dertli bakma, gören olmaz, gören olmaz
Kalbinden söyler ama, duyan olmaz, duyan olmaz

Öyle Dertli (translation)

Like a goldfinch, I sear my wound with burning song,
An ember in my core—yet I swallow the blaze, unseen.
Your words, like rain on slate, leave no trace in me; your strength, a dulled blade,

I hurl myself through dusk toward death as if I race the storm,
Though fate may grind me underfoot, I rise again, earth-stained but unbroken.
Your force—an autumn gust—cannot sway the rooted oak I am.
Your voice, a fading echo, stirs no current in my soul.

Do not gaze with such sorrow, sorrow distilled in your eyes—no watcher will glimpse your ache,
You speak from the red chambers of your heart, yet not a soul leans close enough to hear.
Do not gaze with such sorrow, sorrow distilled in your eyes—no watcher will glimpse your ache,
You speak from the red chambers of your heart, yet not a soul leans close enough to hear.

Like a fugitive, I fled without glancing at the ghosts behind me,
Tears travel inward, threading rivers through my silent dark.
Your force—an autumn gust—cannot sway the rooted oak I am.
Your voice, a fading echo, stirs no current in my soul.

Do not gaze with such sorrow, sorrow distilled in your eyes—no watcher will glimpse your ache,
You speak from the red chambers of your heart, yet silence is the only ear.
Do not gaze with such sorrow, sorrow distilled in your eyes—no watcher will glimpse your ache,
You speak from the red chambers of your heart, yet not a soul leans close enough to hear.