Translation of the song lyrics Affet - Müslüm Gürses

Affet (original)

Eğer seni kırdıysam,
Darıl bana,
Ama bir gün beni ararsan,
Bak ruhuna,
Birden gecem tutarsa,
Güneşi çevir bana,
Sevgilim bağışla
Biraz zor olsa da
Affet beni akşamüstü
Gölgem uzarken
Öğleden sonra affet
Ne zaman istersen
Affet beni gece vakti
Ay doğmuş süzülürken
Sabaha kalmadan affet
Tam ayrılık derken
Çünkü sen çölüme yağmur oldun
Sen, geceme gündüz oldun
Sen, canıma yoldaş oldun
Sen, kışıma yorgan oldun
Eğer seni kırdıysam
Darıl bana
Ama bir gün beni ararsan
Bak ruhuna
Birden gecem tutarsa
Güneşi çevir bana
Sevgilim bağışla
Biraz zor olsa da
Affet beni akşamüstü
Gölgem uzarken
Sabaha kalmadan affet
Tam ayrıldık derken
Çünkü sen çölüme yağmur oldun
Sen, geceme gündüz oldun
Sen, canıma yoldaş oldun
Sen, kışıma yorgan oldun

Affet (translation)

If ever I wounded you—
Let your silence fall as frost on me,
Yet should you, one day, call my name from dusk,
Search not outside, but gaze into your spirit’s well,
If night engulfs me, sudden and entire,
Wheel the sun in my direction, let it scatter the gloom,
Beloved, offer me pardon,
Though mercy is a steep, stony path,
Grant me forgiveness at the hour when day retires,
As my shadow, like an old tale, stretches long,
Forgive me in that late, golden afterlight,
Whenever your heart opens its window,
Absolve me when night’s mantle deepens,
As the moon, pale boat, drifts and ascends,
Let your forgiveness find me before the morning’s threshold,
Just as we part upon the edge of dawn,
For you became rain where my desert thirsted,
You, the daybreak in my starved midnight,
You, the fellow pilgrim in my soul’s passage,
You, the hearth and covering for my bitterest winter,
If ever I wounded you—
Let your silence fall as frost on me,
Yet should you, one day, call my name from dusk,
Search not outside, but gaze into your spirit’s well,
If night engulfs me, sudden and entire,
Wheel the sun in my direction, let it scatter the gloom,
Beloved, offer me pardon,
Though mercy is a steep, stony path,
Grant me forgiveness at the hour when day retires,
As my shadow, like an old tale, stretches long,
Let your forgiveness find me before the morning’s threshold,
Just as we part upon the edge of dawn,
For you became rain where my desert thirsted,
You, the daybreak in my starved midnight,
You, the fellow pilgrim in my soul’s passage,
You, the hearth and covering for my bitterest winter