Kimse karýþmasýn..
Son trende geceler benden.
Gözü uzaklara dalanlara, ýþýðý yanan evleri saymasý benden.

Kimse karýþmasýn..
Sabah korkularýna serseri hülyalarý benden,
Son trende aðlayanlara, sessiz ninnisi benden.

Uzatmayýn iþte son bir tren kalmýþ,
Buyrun geceniz benden..

Bir öpücüðe bir gülücük,
Bir gizli cigaraya kýrpýlan göz benden..
Son trende aðlayanlara sýska omuzum deðil ama
Sessiz ninnisi benden..

Do not let anyone interfere...

Night in the last train is from me.

For who staring into space, counting the lightened houses is from me.

Do not let anyone interfere...

For morning fears, strayed dreams are from me.

For who crying in the last train, silent lullaby for it is from me.

Draw it nice anyway, there had last one train left,

Here you are, your night is from me...

A smile for a kiss,

For a secretly smoked cigaratte, a hinted wink is from me...

For who crying in the last train, not my frail shoulder but

silent lullaby for it is from me...

Yes, i am aware of how offtopic i am, but just wanted to ask... You`re Romanian, right?

He is romanian as much as im turkish 

Ok... Mătăsăreanu- the Turk... it will surely take me a while to get used to that.

I would like to know Turkish as much as Mătăsăreanu does