If eat soil We are on the ground exhausted
How many swords were they died with?
Play singer play violinist
In how many offices were they beaten?
Oh our thallus to our sleeps
To cheerful songs
It doesn’t pass very thin to you
You’ve got always that around here
A divorced heart is like from spring
Our poison is much from viper
We’re very homesick Miss our people
Beşreviri play the song from us
My baggage does a belly dance Giving me pain
Don’t get accustommed You can't return
It’s a destiny’s play this time to me
You can't kill with a blind knife