The bridge of Drama is narrow, O Hasan, it can't be crossed.
It's narrow, O Hasan, it can't be crossed.
Also the waters in it are cold, Hasan, one can't drink a bowl.
You can give up on your mother, Hasan, but you can not give up on your lover, O Hasan, you can not give up on your lover.
Shoot your rifle, O Hasan, let the mountains groan,
Let the friends in Drama prison listen.
Did you Hasan think that tombstones are lambs,
O Hasan, did you think these are lambs?
Did you Hasan think that killing a person is a game?
Did you Hasan think that Drama prison is your home,
O Hasan, did you think it's your home?
Shoot your rifle, O Hasan, let the mountains groan,
Let the friends in Drama prison listen.