Kafile [English translation]

Before this fire inside me burns out

Before the season changes from summer to autumn

Before you fall asleep

Lay me down to your bossom, send me to dreams

If love is a privilege to this soul given by the body

Soul neither wants (to go to) a mosque nor a church

This case won't close up before skin fizzles out

Don't get me wrong

I don't complain but

To me, love is such a thing

Come and be the remedy to my wound

I am both the heart and the body

My soul is made out of breath

Let's drink the wine of love

Even though my death will come soon

I am both the heart and the body

My soul is made out of fire

Let's drink the wine of love

Let's lose ourselves

Before this fire inside me burns out

Before the season changes from summer to autumn

Before you fall asleep

Lay me down to your bossom, send me to dreams

A lifetime doesn't pass with sighing

It doesn't matter whether you cry or smile

This convoy moves on even if you stop

Don't get me wrong

I don't complain but

To me, love is such a thing

Come and be the remedy to my wound

I am both the heart and the body

My soul is made out of breath

Let's drink the wine of love

Even though my death will come soon

I am both the heart and the body

My soul is made out of fire

Let's drink the wine of love

Let's lose ourselves

(Lyrics and Music: Kutlu Özmakinacı)