Ateş Böceği

They’ve ripped my heart apart, who knows how many times
I have no right to complain, I knew what I was getting into
Maybe I fed off the pain of love
Otherwise, wouldn’t this reckless desire have ended by now?

It’s your turn, come on, hurt me
Will summer bring me beauty?
Nights and days
Didn’t I suffer for love, love?

It’s your turn, come on, hurt me
Will summer bring me beauty?
Nights and days
Didn’t I suffer for love, love?

Now I need either a lament
Or a tender wound, or more sorrow
The one who left is gone, oh firefly
Sing your song, play your tune

Now I need either a lament
Or a tender wound, or more sorrow
The one who left is gone, oh firefly
Sing your song, play your tune

How many times can a person hold onto the fire as it burns?
Slowly, it doesn’t matter how deep the wounds are
Neither the heart knows repentance nor does the anger fade
It flies, it flies, a flock of birds falls on the heart

It’s your turn, come on, hurt me
Will summer bring me beauty?
Nights and days
Didn’t I suffer for love, love?

It’s your turn, come on, hurt me
Will summer bring me beauty?
Nights and days
Didn’t I suffer for love, love?

Now I need either a lament
Or a tender wound, or more sorrow
The one who left is gone, oh firefly
Sing your song, play your tune

Now I need either a lament
Or a tender wound, or more sorrow
The one who left is gone, oh firefly
Sing your song, play your tune