Alma Ahımı [English translation]

They ask what's the matter

My suffer never gets you enough, never, believe me

There's no way to describe this grief

Even books can't get it

Don't get, don't get my curse

I never lie, never, never I make sin

Hear my lament right now

I have no luck without you, don't get it

I've gone alone, slept alone

I'm the lonely wing, believe me it never knows

There's no way to describe this grief

Even books can't get it

Don't get, don't get my curse

I never lie, never, never I make sin

Hear my lament right now

I have no luck without you, don't get it

Don't get, don't get my curse

I never lie, never, never I make sin

Hear my lament right now

I have no luck without you, don't get it