Kış Masalı [English translation]

Were my tears about sorrow, my sweetheart?

Were the things I lived about destiny?

I drank, and I always hugged it, my sweetheart

Was my only friend my glasses?

I've written your name on the mountains, my sweetheart

I've written it on the steam glasses of the windows.

It is hard to listen to stories in winter, my sweetheart

I cried, and I also told that story.

The eyes that never laughed were wet, my sweetheart

My wish was untrue

It is hard to live you, without you, my sweetheart,

Allah1 also created me.

It is hard to repent love, my sweetheart

Also, it is hard to love like that again.

My heart burned just for once in the life

Via giving this soul to you.

If you said "I missed you, don't go", my sweetheart

If you said "Don't leave me, don't"

Now I wouldn't thingking a lot, my sweetheart

If I could take your hand.

1. Muslims call God "Allah".