I have a chest, made of silver thread
I have two children, made of rose buds
How can I leave my love who has a face like rose
Look, this is the situation, crazy heart
Laugh or cry if you want, crazy heart
A part of me is Erzincan, I wont give up from Bayburt, either
May the crown and lands of the enemy get crashed
My mom, thanks to her, gave birth to me
Years years bad years
May they go and never come back again here
Phaetons are coming, they are black
Soldiers are coming, they are wounded in heart
Some of us are engaged, some are married
Year, bro, year, this bad year
May it go away and never come back this betrayer year
They put the burden on the animals in the evening
They said 'ho' to the ox in the morning
Erzurum was sold, they shared it
Year, bro, year, oh this year
May it go away and dınt come back here