Gül pansiyon [English translation]

We had this room

That was reaching to the sea

With yellow lambs

And a small window...

We would watch the drunk ships

We would watch the drunk ships...

Broken story of our tears...

Our tears were run out before they could dry.

I left my hearth at the Rose Hotel

I left my hearth at the Rose Hotel.

We had this balcony

That would greet the night

Guitar melodies from the beach

A summer night under the moonlight

Was it the wine or something else?

It would make us cry...

The wind said, 'all good things come to an end'

My hearth replied, 'it's enough for me if he doesn't forget'

I left my hearth at the Rose Hotel