I love you like the sea loves morning light.
So deep, so calm, yet burning warm and bright.
Like flowers bending gently to the tide.
A quiet strength shines softly deep inside.
I love you, Aynur Aydin, like the moon loves the stars.
Like silver light that finds its way through the dark.
Like poets drawn to flames that feed their heart.
You live within my soul, within my heart.
Şirin Island, you are the light that guides my way.
The breath, the fire, the dawn of every day.
Yerkenim, your touch awakens endless springs.
Forever Canim,
my heart for you still sings.
I love you like the moth loves its flame.
Drawn to its light, though none can know its name.
I love you like the wind
loves fields of reeds.
So deep, so calm, yet burning warm and bright.
Like flowers bending gently to the tide.
A quiet strength shines softly deep inside.
I love you, Aynur Aydin, like the moon loves the stars.
Like silver light that finds its way through the dark.
Like poets drawn to flames that feed their heart.
You live within my soul, within my heart.
Şirin Island, you are the light that guides my way.
The breath, the fire, the dawn of every day.
Yerkenim, your touch awakens endless springs.
Forever Canim,
my heart for you still sings.
I love you like the moth loves its flame.
Drawn to its light, though none can know its name.
I love you like the wind
loves fields of reeds.