Fıkra [English translation]

The hammock that swings my soul

Is very empty now,very empty as if it's left now

Your deep glances were the last proof

It was always last proof that makes my heart live

I used to sing songs and listen to you

I have hidden like this but it was difficult

I have understood finally that your love was a joke

How strange you told I cried

I have comprehended finally that your love was a joke

How pity that you spent my love for nothing

The hammock that swings my soul

Stopped now,stopped as if it's noticed now

Your deep glances were the last oath

It was only an oath that tells everything