Gitme - Serdar Ortaç

Elimde olsa kalbine taht kuracaktim

Vakit gelince

Ben bu buhranli çagi atlatip

Sana esir olacaktim

Düsünüyorduk seninle ayni seyleri

Zaman gelince

Unutmuyorduk eski günleri

Bu kalpte tek olacaktik

Nasil güzeldi elini tutmak

Dudaklarinda mühür olmak

Ne olur gitme

Ufak tefek seylere kizip gitme

Ne yapmadim ki sen çok istedin de

Yavas yavas kabul edelim

Senin ilacin benim

Ne olur gitme

If I could, I would enthrone your heart

when the time comes

I'm getting through this depressed age

I would be your prisoner

We were thinking the same things as you

when the time comes

We don't forget the old days

We would be alone in this heart

How nice it was to hold your hand

be a seal on your lips

Please dont go

Don't get pissed at the little things

What did I do that you wanted so badly?

Let's take it slow

I'm your medicine

Please dont go