Have I ever have any idea about it?
I hooked and attached myself on him
I've quitted all the things I have to do
My mihrab* has fallen down to the ground
The honest words of my home has broken
The honest words of my home has broken
I fell for a man from İzmir**
If you knew him, you'd understand
If I say; "It's over now"
It would be a big fat lie
If I tell this story, you'd just cry
Off***... If I tell this story, you'd just cry
To think of him... is not sunshiny
Maqam**** songs without a method
Corner pillow to my pains
Can't be someone else still
To think of him... is not sunshiny
I'm a dustcloth for his dreams
I persisted in wishing him, one and only
In the fire area, the ash is the strongest