Bir Kulunu Çok Sevdim [English translation]

I turned towards mecca(qibla), I raised my hands.

I begged Allah so that He will hear me out.

While drops of my tears are falling from my eyes,

I'm living the same pain I've been to again.

I loved one of Your servants, but s/he doesn't even love me a little bit.

I gave my heart to her/him but now s/he won't give it back.

(I loved one of Your servants, but s/he doesn't even love me a little bit.)

(I gave my heart to her/him but now s/he won't give it back.)

My hands are tied, I'm desperate, oh my Allah.

You(God/Allah) gave me this life but s/he wants to be the one to take it from me.

You(God/Allah) gave me this life but s/he wants to be the one to take it from me.

Won't your pride which looks down on people ever run out?

Isn't it enough that you've been upsetting the heart which is burning with your love?

If we all are living in this world for the sake of good intentions, isn't being loved worth even though the lover is poor?

I loved one of Your servants, but s/he doesn't even love me a little bit.

I gave my heart to her/him but now s/he won't give it back.

(I loved one of Your servants, but s/he doesn't even love me a little bit.)

(I gave my heart to her/him but now s/he won't give it back.)