The reserves have piled arms
Oh on the road!
My delicate sweetheart has sit
Oh on the left knee, my friend!
My delicate sweetheart has sit
On the left knee
The tears won't stop, keeps dripping
Oh on the sweet face!
From now on, these grounds
Oh, are haraam* to me, my friend!
From now on, these grounds
Oh, are haraam* to me, my friend!