the fire burns on the greatest mountain
lovers have sitted beside it
a day comes a ***** gets thrown into the air
when Cemo goes down to the grassy plain
darling
on your forehead, starry beret
with his rifle in his hand
by going up to Dersim mountains
so good singing is
Oy Cemo!..Cemo can..Cemo can..
Cemo can.. Cemo can
the clouds which have gone down to grassy plain being thrown
they are the suspicion of the coming storm
in the glory of that big day
Çocuklar halaya duracak...the children will go for Halay( a kind of folk dance)