1.that much, that's all
2.ok you
3.what are you worried about
4.+ 5.isn't s/he hearing?
6.why did you get suspicious then?
7.you were learning
8.then, at that time
9.you're talking nonsense
10.+ 11. all right

you're ok, also in the first sentence-
çok haklısın- you're very right

This is the full version:

Seviyorum


Aklıma gelir birden
Hiç beklemedigim bir anda aniden,
Anılar kopmaz benden
Beni ağlatan anlar anılar zaten
Sımsıkı sarılmalar
Sımsıcak bakışmalar
Heryerde hayalin var
Söyle senden nasil bu can kopsun yar

Seviyorum herşeyim sensin,
Vazgeçemem beni sen bilirsin,
Seviyorum neden mi dersin,
Senden baska sevilecek biri mi var?

Seviyorum herseyim sensin,,
Vazgeçemem beni sen bilirsin,
Seviyorum neden mi dersin,
Senden baska sevilecek birimi var?

Ağlarım birden
Gözlerim doluyor aniden,
Yüreğimde sızı
Kalbimde bin acı özlemekten
Sen benim canımsın
Hasretim aşkımsın
Heryerde hayalin var
Dinmeyen acım yaramsın..

Seviyorum herseyim sensin,,
Vazgeçemem beni sen bilirsin,
Seviyorum neden mi dersin,
Senden baska sevilecek birimi var?

Kimbilir ne hallerdersin
Kim bilir hangi köşe bucak bir yerdesin
Yalvarsam kosup yanıma gelir misin
Beni eskisi gibi severmisin
Pişmanlığımı görüp gözlerime bakıp affeder misin
Sensiz bir ölü gibiyim gülüm desem
Döner misin doner misin??


I love

It comes to my mind suddenly
when I least expect it
the memories don't leave me
what makes me cry are those memories anyway

the very tight hugs
the very warm looks
your image is everywhere
tell me how this soul can break apart from you beloved

I love (you) you are my everything
I can't give up you know me
I love (you) why is that, tell me
is there anyone else to love except you

I cry suddenly, my eyes get filled suddenly
to miss with an ache in my soul
with thousands pains in my heart
you are my soul, you are my longing's love
your image is everywhere
you are my unceasing pain and wound

who knows in what condition you are
who knows in which street corner or cranny you are
if I beg will you come running to me
will you love me as before
will you forgive me seeing my remorse
and looking into my eyes
if I say I'm like dead without you my rose
will you come back? will you come back?

I love (you) you are my everything
I can't give up you know me
I love (you) why is that, tell me
is there anyone else to love except you

If the day being waited for comes, the suffering endured is sacred

right, and before that: I'm sleeping

Part 70

My anxiety began to rise. There was no need to lose time:
- Ok Luda. In half an hour, let's meet at Four Season Café near your university. You know that place, don't you?" I asked.
- Yes, I know. See you there in half an hour..." she said and shut the phone. I wore my coat, I chose the books needed to the lesson tomorrow from my library shelves, put them in my bag and got out. When my secretary Gulsanam, who sat in the next room and at that moment was busy writing an article on her computer, saw me, she stood up and looked at me with asking eyes.
- My girl, I have to go out urgently. If anything important happens, call me on my mobile phone, ok?" I said and left the room. Luckily I passed by the university corridors without being seen. I didn't want to be caugt with chattering by anyone, in order not to lose time. I went down the stairs quickly, I went out of the door that opened to the garden at the back side of the building, and got in my car which was in it's parking place.
I arrived Four Season Café right on time. This was one of my favorite places. It was quite close to the American University. Right next to it there was the Russian Drama Theatre. I used to come to this café, which was located inside a big park right in the middle of Bishkek, whenever I had the chance, read a book and drink tea.

yeah, feeling like a floor rag, something like that
thanks Robyn

PART 69

When I entered my flat, I was in a "pudding like" situation (I'm not sure it can be said that way in English...) because of tiredness. Without changing my clothes, with my outfit, I stretched out on the bed. In a moment I passed out.
* * *
Monday was the busiest class day of the week for me. I still haven't managed to get rid of Saturday night's tiredness. When I was walking towards my room after finishing my last afternoon lesson, I was trying to answer a few students who asked questions concerning the lesson. The kids just loved to analyze poems. In this lesson we have examined Atilla Ilhan's "I Need You" named poem. I was just opening my room door when my cell phone rang. The caller was Luda. Her voice was trembling when talking:
- Mr. Fatih, I need to talk with you right away. Is it suitable for you? Can we meet?
I became quite worried. Before answering Luda I turned to the students and said:
- Friends, if you like, we'll continue later."
The kids responded to my situation with understanding:
- All right my teacher, you go ahead and talk. We'll ask our questions in the next lesson", saying that they left me quickly. I entered my room, I closed the door and asked Luda, who was waiting on the phone:
- What happened Luda? Your voice doesn't sound well. What's with you?"
The young woman answered with a ready to cry voice tone:
- Mr. Fatih, I can't explain on the phone. Can we meet immediately?

I'm not working
also:
I'm not studying

I'll add too:
"falan fıstık" (together)= etc., such and such
kanim- maybe it's "canım"= sweetheart, my life