My dear brother, don’t shoot me
Don’t take me away from this world
Would one spill their sibling’s blood?
Didn’t we share a womb?
Weren’t we born from the same mother?
Weren’t we suckled from the same breast?
With a thousand wounds and only one bullet
Güldünya was gone
Who’s aware, who cares
A world* is burnt
Tell the ones who send you
To the big council of the village
Tell the man who forced himself on me
When I was a child
If I die like this
My ghost would come after you