What a coquetry
Impervious
I'm the old violin behind
You are the crazy saz*
What makam* is this?
Neither hejaz* nor jazz
As long as you play, a frost...
...starts in my soul
You are the spring in my nook garden
Smile so roses may asshemed
You smell like earth beautifully
My heart burns, no no
Ohh you crazy girl, how beautiful you look at
Come to me crazy girl, whom do you burn?
Took her lover by the arm, my heart aches
No, no
My heart thumps violently
It's almost out of my chest
No, no