Dal Goncayı Bir Sabah [English translation]

One morning branch found rosebud as bloomed,

Rose said "It's (just) a story" for the breeze and it1 got scattered

Look at the perfidy in the world; in ten days

A rose grew, bloomed, faded and disappeared.

When you pity me, I am not afraid of any of my sins

As long as you are with me; I am not afraid of hill, roughness and the path

O God, I know that you shall resurrect me with a clean face2;

Even though my book is filled with misdeeds, I am not afraid of black.

1. Rose2. With a face which isn't scared of what he had done in his life but a face which is proud of the things he had done in his life