Quince has flowered I wonder if summer is going to come soon
I wonder if this heart will give up upon this love
I wonder if you'll think the things you've done to me are less than I deserve
God I got hurt, don't let me get hurt
Don't wake me from the deep sleeps
Don't fool me by saying "I love you"
I've come by passing the roads of Ayaş1
I've compared my size to your size2
I've chosen you among the beauties
God I got hurt, don't let me get hurt
Don't wake me from the deep slumbers
Don't fool me by saying "I love you"
Do I have a caravan in the roads of Ayaş
Do you have an edict to kill me
Do I have a remedy to lament
God I got hurt, don't let me get hurt
Don't wake me from the deep sleeps
Don't fool me by saying "I love you"
1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aya%C5%9F,_Ankara2. And I found that our sizes match