I heard I was called a rat, by some dog
What's my shortfall, ask him that, why don't you
His hands unworn, bulky bear!
Come pass through our villages, why don't you (and see/learn)
Claims to be on side with the villager, hasn't seen any dirt
Other than whiskey, his lips have not touched
His lifetime, hasn't even shot a sparrow
Claims he's going to shoot me, look at the dog, why don't you!
A heap of books, he layed in front of him
Should a fly land, he'll fear his precious life
With his hippie slut on his side
Posing the big shot, look at the dog, why don't you!
Valiant is he whose corpse remains behind in the mountains
Remains behind in Maraş, in Sivas, in Anatolia
Valiant is he who avenges the valiant
You think a valiant can become of a fool?!!
Telling he will defeat an army! With what strength?!
This fellow's future and end is clear
To whom understands, my words are directed
He who fears you, is a foul beast son of a foul beast
Come, why don't you, and gun Mahzuni...