Kara Gözlüm [English translation]

With the coming of every evening I say she will come now.

I fall in love so much, I can not stop even for a minute.

Are you my soul, what are you, are you my angel without wings?

Shall I give the sea to the thirsty one in the desert?

My dark-eyed, with a heart gun.

I had you once, I really love love.

But I have a habit,

I treasure your coming, I do not like your going.