I'm on the chapter of leaving Layla
On my way to finding Mawla
I'm on the chapter of leaving Layla
On my way to finding Mawla
Majors have been wasted, A journey to the minors...
To the bûselik makam... To the bûselik makam
I have been decieved by every word told for love
I have been burned for fire as a dragonfly
Every belle I see is a fire to me
I believed in metaphoric love in the sunny skies
To the bûselik makam... to the bûselik makam...
To the bûselik makam... to the bûselik makam...