Translation of the song lyrics Geçer - Sezen Aksu

Geçer (original)

Hep ayný hikaye gönlüm düþünce aþka
Her ayrýlýk ayný yalnýz kiþiler baþka
Hep ayný yalnýzlýk ayný tanýdýk telaþ
Hep ayný herþey ayný sanki birbirine eþ
Geçer geçer daha öncekiler gibi
Bu da geçer neler neler geçmedi ki
Yine düþer deli divane gönlüm
Aþka… Aþka… Aþka vurgunum ben
Geçer geçer daha öncekiler gibi
Bu da geçer neler neler geçmedi ki
Yine düþer deli divane gönlüm
Aþka… Aþka… Aþka…
Hep ayný heyecan ayný çocuksu hayal
Ben böyle biraz deli sen de bir an öyle kal nasýl olsa
Geçer geçer daha öncekiler gibi
Bu da geçer neler neler geçmedi ki
Yine düþer deli divane gönlüm
Aþka… Aþka… Aþka vurgunum ben
Geçer geçer daha öncekiler gibi
Bu da geçer neler neler geçmedi ki
Yine düþer deli divane gönlüm
Aþka… Aþka… Aþka…
Aþka… Aþka… Aþka…
Aþka…

Geçer (translation)

It is always the same tale—my heart, once more, adrift in love’s abyss,
Each parting wears the same solitude, only the faces shift like actors in a masquerade,
The same exile of the soul, the same old fevered unrest haunting familiar rooms,
All things seem mirrored, as if each sorrow were a twin to the last—
It passes—it must—just as all the others vanished in dusk’s arms,
This too will dissolve, as countless tempests before it faded to silence,
Yet again my heart, reckless, unhinged, tumbles headlong into delirium,
To love… To love… I am branded by love’s secret fire,
It passes—it must—just as all the others vanished in dusk’s arms,
This too will dissolve, as countless tempests before it faded to silence,
Yet again my heart, reckless, unhinged, tumbles headlong into delirium,
To love… To love… To love…
That same quickening breath, that dream as innocent as new-fallen snow,
I remain a little mad, and you—remain, if only for a heartbeat, thus, for what does it matter—
It passes—it must—just as all the others vanished in dusk’s arms,
This too will dissolve, as countless tempests before it faded to silence,
Yet again my heart, reckless, unhinged, tumbles headlong into delirium,
To love… To love… I am branded by love’s secret fire,
It passes—it must—just as all the others vanished in dusk’s arms,
This too will dissolve, as countless tempests before it faded to silence,
Yet again my heart, reckless, unhinged, tumbles headlong into delirium,
To love… To love… To love…
To love… To love… To love…
To love…