Bu Kekre Dünyada [English translation]

My love look, time is passing away:

While wearing away all of the pleasant sentiments

Half an hope is what all left

For being able to fight with dark future

In this acrid world, what a pity, there is no way for love; There is nothing but pain to share

Your mouth's warm,undelible taste in my mounth

While wandering with taste of lust

There was a wild horse in my heart and death in my mind

While wind weeping with pain outside

How strange, daily buisinnes cannot be forgotten

Even while making love with you in a bed

I'm imagining sorrowfull mothers,

In bazaars and shops with a net-bag

In this acrid world, what a pity, there is no way for love; There is nothing but pain to share