Oprindelig tekst - Tyrkisk - Katmer Katmer Lara Insafin yokmu senin...

It needs some adjustments.

İnsafın yok mu senin
Hazır mıyım değil miyim sormadın
Aşık ettin kendine
Sonra da hiç oralı olmadın

Åžimdi benden ne istersen
Benim sana hayrım yok
Tarafından katledildim
Senin bana hayrın yok
Yok..

AÅŸkta dertler katmer katmer
Dellenirsem hak ver hak ver
Åžeytan diyor yol ver son ver
Sevene de bari son kere ÅŸans ver

Thanks Lizzzz!

A bridge for evaluation, please?

CC: cheesecake

Perhaps you, handyy?

CC: handyy

Don't you have mercy?
You didn't ask me if I was ready or not
You made me fall in love with you
Then you paid no attention

Now, no matter what you want from me
I am no good to you
I was slaughtered by you
You are no good to me,
No...

Distresses in love is many many
If I fly off the handles, give me right, give me right
The devil says give away, bring to an end
Give a last chance to the one who loves, at least


the part "many many" is too much colloquial in the original text, literally it says "multiplex, too many"; we can also interpret it as "there are so much distress in love"

And, sorry for the late reply