Bir gece düsün sessiz. Yagan yagmurun pencere vurusu. Deli rüzgarin kemence çallisini. Bedenim sanki siril siklam olmus casina. Her gecem gündüzümü aratir. Askim

Anyone please, its probably a little poetic as usual....

Think of a silent night. The tapping of the falling rain on the window. The kemancha (small violin) playing of the crazy rain. As if my body turned soaking wet. My each night makes me seek my morning. My love.