Paul is another Hande freak, just like me myselfJust guess how glad I am!
This translation is my humble birthday present to him if he accepts
KİM BİLEBİLİR AŞKI
Pencerede oturup
Akşamlara bakarım
Kimseyle konuşmadan
Sensizliği yaşarım
Dostlarıma anlatsam
içimdeki sancıyı
Ondan fayda yok derler
Sanki seni bilirler
Kim bilebilir aşkı
Aşktan ölene kadar
Sınırlarda yasatır inan
Kendi gidene kadar
Sanki sana hapsoldum
Baska adım atmadım
Gözlerimi unuttum sende
Kimselere bakmadım
Ve şimdi yaşıyorum
Ve seni seviyorum
Bilmem hangi dünyadan geldim
Nereye gidiyorum
Kim bilebilir aşkı
Aşktan ölene kadar
Sınırlarda yaşatır inan
Kendi gidene kadar
WHO CAN KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
Sitting by the window,
I watch the evenings.
Not talking to anyone,
I experience being without you
If I told the pain I have inside
To my friends
They would say “He can do you no good”
As if they know you
Who can know what love is
Unless one dies from love
Believe that it (love) makes you live on borders
Until it itself leaves
It was as if I had been imprisoned in you
I took no other step
Forgot my eyes in you
I didn’t look at anyone
And I’m living now
And I love you
I don’t know which world I came from
And where I’m going to
Who can know what love is
Unless one dies from love
Believe that it makes you live on borders
Until it itself leaves