Mor ve Ötesi - The Faithful Lover

I hesitate to write about the spring
There's a fear with all that loveliness
The wilderness I fell in everything
Though not alone I thing of loneliness
Oh do not count on me for anything
Although I love you as I do the spring
Of gods late isolation in the sky
Of wisdom turned dispear not happiness
While we are together you and I
Abandon promises of future bliss
But love me with the truth now in your eye
Regard the early falling leaf a kiss
Regard fidelity A passing thing
It gives me courage when I tell you this
Oh do not count on me for anything
Although I love you as I do the spring
Oh do not count on me for anything
Although I love you as I do the spring.