Eski Karim
My Ex-Wife
Nedendir, biliyor musun;
Her gece rüyama girisin,
Her gece seytana uyusum,
Bembeyaz çarsaflarin üstünde;
Nedendir, biliyor musun?
Seni hala seviyorum, eski karim.
Ama ne kadinsin, biliyor musun?
Do you know why you appear
In my dreams night after night,
Why I'm tempted by Satan
On immaculate sheets?
You know why
I still love you, my ex-wife.
You're some kind of woman - you know that?
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Istri saya
Menurutmu, apa kau tahu;
Setiap malam memasuki mimpinya,
Saya tidur setiap malam dalam pengepungan,
Di atas teh putih;
Alasan, Anda tahu?
Aku masih mencintaimu, istri tua.
Tapi kau tahu apa nasibmu?
Anda tahu mengapa Anda muncul?
Dalam mimpiku malam demi malam,
Mengapa saya dicobai oleh setan?
Di seprai bersih?
Kamu tahu kenapa
Aku masih mencintaimu, mantan istriku.
Anda adalah tipe wanita - Anda tahu itu?
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