Al Yanaklim [English translation]

From the morning I started searching for a beauty

Those magnificent eyes got me attracted

Combed his hair, it fell to one side

Released it onto the small waist of yours

How nice how nice he would stand like a gentleman

His hair strong like the strings of a Saz

in a private garden like the best looking daffodil

Did you put your mourningdress on

Don't take it, don't take it, do it like you squeeze my cheecks

His length will grow, he'll leave like a cypress branch

Like a opening rosebud flower at dawn

The blood I thought about dripped away on your wife

With haste I left I put myself on your path

The given directions I embraced with my arms

I even accepted it if my destiny would be death

I stood like a diva on your path