Haytalar Dükkanı [English translation]

Past day but I'm sure, you'll remember

The hookah morning under the bridge

Markets, bazaars, great day but a lie

With sea, with sun, with alleys, with streets

Last night we sat together, old squad

We mentioned you a lot

If the looney was here, we said,

We'd have cried of laughing

However we're also not the same we were

The evening talks are in the past

When life gets shaped and formed

The stall of goofs is also closed

Broad laughter strikes the room walls, immortable

Drunken joke but not entered without sadness

Into heart, it's thinnest throat

Attendance check, you're lacking man