Gidenlerin Ardından [English translation]

We looked like the pictures drawn on the sky.

We were like a breath tagged along with the wind.

Storms and thunders broke our branches.

Thus left the flowers of spring; our love on them.

Our eyes about love, our heart about passion,

Our hands about labor; talked tirelessly.

Storms and thunders broke our branches.

Thus left the flowers spring; our passion on them.

We were in the fires glowing on the tops of the far mountains,

On the street of the city like freedom in waves.

We resisted, stood firm; we were thousands of snowdrops.

Thus left the child smiles; our fight under their light.