Jaro [Ji Bo Bîranîna Tahir Elçî] [English translation]

Memo, beloved Mem

It's spring at the Cûdî Mountain

The body is stiff on teneshir1

Every day is foggy since you've left us

I wonder why

The city is fast asleep

Poor you

Life is always with no tomorrow with us

Memo, beloved Mem

It's autumn at the Cûdî Mountain

The autumn is gold-colored

Since you left us, earth and sky

are pomegranate-colored

Poor

Life is for once for us

Unfortunately, it does not repeat

Memo, beloved Mem

The street is dark and ancient

Come, sneak in on dark night

You said the body is stiff on teneshir1

The soul is stiff

The body is stiff

My dearest, stand up. It is frosty and dry.

This year the decree on us is very cruel.

Poor, Memo, beloved Mem.

1. a. b. the bench on which the corpse is washed