When spring arrives, the water of Sağyer* roars, oh heart
The girl, near the stream, washes carpets, oh heart
Wallah, I swear you do not leave my mind, oh heart
My poor Bingöl*, you do not leave my mind, oh heart
At the arrival of summer, the water of Sağyer* empties itself, oh heart
Why do you never write me a letter, oh heart
Can you tell me who it is you are afraid of, oh heart
Can you tell me who it is you are afraid of, oh heart
The merchants came to buy Wusvond' Turaq*, oh heart
Oh the times where we sang together, oh heart
First, I sang, and after me, she sang, oh heart
First, I sang, and after me, she sang, oh heart