Dal Goncayı Bir Sabah [English translation]

He found the blooming rosebud in a morning

The rose called the wind a fairytale and skidded

Look at the infidelity of the world; in ten days

A rose grew up, bloomed, and died

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

As long as you're with me, I'm not afraid of the hills, roughnesses or roads,

I know my Lord, you'll resurrect me and make me feel proud

Even though my record is full of sins, I'm not afraid of black.