Skirt is yellow and you are more yellow than the skirt
Skirt is yellow and you are more yellow than the skirt
You , for whom I sacrifice myself , are the snow of The Bey Mountain
I asked , tried to find out whose love you are
It rains like hail , without my will , vayyy ....
I had a shirt sewed , with buttons on its arms
Man must accept his destiny
My crazy heart dont fall for an ugly one
The one that I love must touch Arbugan
The one that I love must touch Malatya
The one that I love must touch Sanliurfa
The one that I love must touch world