ikrar [English translation]

The day is tired oh, it's always quiet,

Both of us are tired and gloomy,

While the grey sorrow is alive,

Oh, I killed the time.

Because; I was helpless, it was passing,

It was taking you from me,

It'd have gone by, if I'd let it go,

For fear of it, I shot and killed it.

But; you have my guiltness in your eyes,

And your lips have become the proof of my guiltiness,

It was necessary to do this murder at that time,

And I did it, this is my confession.