Ervah-ı Ezelde [English translation]

When spirits of immemorial, on table of God*

They wrote bad, they wrote ugly my fate**

I know they do not mercy, don't give bliss

They wrote my little bliss chance on a dice, which has possibility of thousands

I know they do not mercy, don't give bliss

They wrote my little bliss chance on a dice, which has possibility of thousands

Not a chance on way of being saintly with love of world or lifetime***

Nor is not crazy who relinquishes of his lifetime blessings

Because mankind always carries a bit of sorrow

They wrote and they have deployed everyone one by one

Because mankind always carries a bit of sorrow

They wrote and they have deployed everyone one by one

What is the end of this blind love

Maybe remembrances flow on its location tomorrow

Everyone has a community, has a fondness

I dont know where they wrote my fate

Everyone has a community, has a fondness

I dont know where they wrote my fate

I wish i have a glorius fate, a happy fortune

I wonder my dearling who has whammy on our saluting

I wonder what, a Gods transfiguration nor a fate?

They wrote my fate fits an unfaithful lover

I wonder what, a Gods transfiguration nor a fate?

They wrote my fate fits an unfaithful lover

The writers (writer angels) matchs Leyla and Mecnun****

They wrote Summani's fate an edge of this book*****