Beni Kovma Kalbinden [English translation]

The colour of sin, in your eyes are,

Which sinful love has touched (them)?.

Winter had arrived to your rosy cheeks (and),

Love had left your tongue.

I was your most loved,

Now, whom has you considered a lover?.

Tralineate is now, the soul with my life.

Love cries for the (miserable) state of me.

In exchange for an unrealisable zeal,

Expel not me from your heart.

In the way that climbs up the mount of love,

I am a lonely one, am lost.

You were a burgeon in my hands,

Bloomed you early,(then) quickly faded.

I was your most loved,

Now, whom has you considered a lover?.

Tralineate is now, the soul with my life.

Love cries for the (miserable) state of me.

In exchange for an unrealisable zeal,

Expel not me from your heart.