i cried, my tears turned into a sea
i couldn't tell my sufferings to anybody
although i was shot with bullets in the back district (literally, when i came to bullets. "mahle" is short way of saying "mahalle")
and i fell onto the ground i didn't say ouch! once
i couldn't tell you what'd happened to me
how many times they'd beaten/hit me
i didn't tell your name
may your house be ruined
i cried, my tears fell into the fire
but i couldn't put out this fire
i wrote you inside me in screams
i couldn't make your face smile even once