Oh dear friend hey
Avşar1people have begun to migrate, hey
People who move slowly, that's us
Arabian horses get the distance closer
Road that crosses great mountains
Road is ours, road is ours, road is ours
Oh dear friend, hey
We've got Kirmani2sword on our belt
My spear's head pierces the rocks
The rule decided about us
Decide is of Padishah's3brother, highlands are ours, highlands are ours
Highlands are ours
Oh dear friend, hey
Dadaloğlu had a fight once
Rifles explode, the shoots paddle the boxes
Lots of valiant men lay down
The dead are gone, survivors are ours, survivors are ours, survivors are ours
Oh dear friend, hey
1. Avşar, an old Turkish clan2. Kirmani, a kind of eastern Turkish sword3. Padishah, the Ottoman Monarch