My dear brother, don't beat me
Don't take me of this world
Is the brother's blood must flow ?
Were we not from the same womb?
Were we not born from the same mother?
Were we not suckled by the same breast?
With a thousand and one injuries and one bullet Güldünya passed away
Who realizes, who cares that a world is burned (off)
Tell to the person who sent you
To the village council
To the guy still a child who puts himself on me
If I die like this, my hands are on your neck
My ghost will wander and will pursue you
With a thousand and one injuries and one bullet Güldünya passed away
Who realizes, who cares that a world is burned (off)